Breaking Brown

April 14, 2011

self help computer software maintenance for blacks in the great recession

Dear afrosphere colleagues and others with computer function problems:

Because Blacks tend to earn less for doing the same work, and because we’ve been hard hit by the latest Great Depression, we might not have the money or the desire to pay a technician to resolve our computer problems. We may have more time than money and so we want to fix our computers ourselves. If you feel this is you, then this is what I want you to do:

Your computer is working painfully slowly and you don’t know what to do. Then it seizes completely and barely moves from page to page. When this happens to you, you need to already have downloaded and updated the following tools, in the indicated locations. READ FULL POST



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4 thoughts on “self help computer software maintenance for blacks in the great recession

  1. Francis L. Holland, Esq. says:

    Francis L. Holland Blog says:

    The graphic above was not part of the article quoted above and has absolutely nothing to do with the topic at hand. It seems to have been inserted at random to confuse and frustrate readers.

    Although the link above to the article is virtually useless, since it links to the home page of the blog, rather than to the specific article, the correct URL for the article quoted above is:

    Francis L. Holland, Esq.

  2. Yvette says:

    I apologize for the incorrect link, but the truth of the matter is blogger is a bit antiquated in so far as platforms go. Mistakes happen. This blog is ran by one person, not a staff of 10 or 12. And as an independent blogger, you should be a bit more sympathetic. And the attempt was not to confuse anyone (a puzzlingly paranoid perspective), but to highlight a decent blog with a decent image. However, since you’ve chosen to focus on criticism instead of a thumbs up for a blog which is celebrating your work, I’ll refrain in the future. So now, hopefully, when you scower the net for folks to be mad at, I won’t be on your list. You obviously enjoy the aloneness and solitude of the net, so have at it. Be well.

    1. Yvette:

      I didn’t remember it was your site and I bugged out when I saw the graphic.

      As you know, I haven’t always been feeling well. I criticized your post without looking at the context and without remembering the very thoughtful and considerate post that you wrote in March about my blog and the challenges I discuss there.

      I don’t like to be alone, but I’m pretty good at hurting my friends feelings, often with really profoundly comments and/or behavior (the worst) that I deeply regret later, when I can’t even begin to imagine why I did what I did.

      Recently, I called a friend whom I haven’t seen or heard from since 1998. I owned the fact that I had simply become stark raving mad at significant times between 1990 to 2011, and I hurt a whole group of friends that we had spent years nurturing. I told him I had let everyone down. He responded that, “It seems like the person you most let down was yourself.”

      I’d like to think that was true, but when I imagine a list of who got hurt, the balance tips way over in the direction of the people around me. I suffered like somebody with second and third degree burns, but so did a lot of other people.

      I can only suggest that you and your readers read “Long Shot: My Bipolar Life and the Horses that Saved Me,” by Sylvia Harris. She and I are diagnosed who have all too often created havock for ourselves, our families, our friends and associates because of what is going on within us and not because of anything that someone else has done or failed to do.

      Painfully, we look back at the situations in our lives and realize how terribly mean we sometimes were to the God-loving and nurturing people and relationships in our lives, and there’s no way to go back and fix it.

      As one ex-girlfriend wrote me recently, “The past is the past and it’s better that we let it stay that way.” Until I turned on her and shoved her out the door, for no reason that makes sense in retrospect, I can only say that “she loved me like a rock.”

      “Long Shot: My Bipolar Life and the Horses that Saved Me,” by Sylvia Harris.

      I’ve never been much into horses but I have been thinking about what has saved me from suicide these last forty-seven years, thirty-five of which have been filled with thoughts of suicide at least 15% of the time, and sometimes all of the time.

      10% of bi-polars commit suicide, so I imagine that whatever has kept me from doing so has to be at least as important as the reasons why I wanted to be dead, no? Sylvia Harris was saved by horses and Buddhism. Maybe I’ve been saved by my love for building things and learning new things, like Spanish French and Portuguese.

      Maybe I’ve been saved by strong women–strong in an inner sense–who held my hand when I had nothing else to hold onto and believe in. Sometimes they prayed for me.

      I think one of the most frustrating aspects of my life is that whenever I put the noose over my head and prepare to jump, some frickin’ Gospel song comes into my head and confuses me, and I end up alive again.

      Whitney Houston once sang,

      Each day I live,
      I live to be
      A day to give
      The best of me
      I rise and fall
      But through it all
      One thing remains:

      I want one moment in time
      when I’m more than I thought I could be . . .

      I’ve had many moments when I was more than I thought I could be (if only because I had abysmal self-esteem and worked hard toward my dreams, like graduating from law school and winning clients’ cases. I’ve also had moments when I was less than I ever thought I could become. Please have a look at Sylvia Harris’ book. I’ll write a review of it soon.

      1. Yvette says:


        I do understand as best I can as a person who has not suffered from bipolar or any other form of depression. I was extremely annoyed at first, not at your criticism but your tone, but I’m over it. I never hold onto toxic emotions for longer than an hour or so, it’s just not in me. Question: have you ever read Eckhart Tolle’s “A New Earth”?


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