The Bad Black
I’m not a good Black. I used to be. When I was born, my dad said I reminded him of Jimi Hendrix due to my wild, curly afro; and loud, […]
The Problem is The Question
Black does not blend. It is bold: in color and and life. It’s a a magnificent, silk, ebony fabric that one reconfigures throughout life: sometimes wearing it as a cape […]
You Betta’ Smile!
I challenge you to find a greater feat of mind-fuckery in the history of the United States than this one: You kidnap Black people from their countries, make them slaves, […]
Black Folks’ Masks, White Folks’ Tears & Beyonce
I am not White. Let’s get that out of the way. But I think I have a real understanding as to why many White folks are so rattled by Beyonce’s […]
10 Rules for White People Who Have or Want a Black Friend
Mother Nature got the memo that it was November and without fanfare or warning, adjusted the weather accordingly this week in Northern California. My son, who seems to be growing […]