Suburbicon, A Review

I had never heard of Suburbicon prior to being invited to attend a pre-screening event.  As a black woman interested in explicating blackness, seeing the movie was initially of little interest to me. But as a plus-one, the endeavor became a low stakes opportunity to meta a white film targeting an audience of white liberals. …

Black Leadership: Action or Image

I got into a heated exchange with a faceless Twitter profile who claimed a melanated identity. The exchange stemmed from a tweet I made praising Oakland Raider Marshawn Lynch as a prominent figure of silent protest, to which my adversary proclaimed former NFL player Colin Kaepernick as the face of the silent protest. His reasoning…

“We all Know This,” OJ’s release and Superficial Black Thought

The day has come. NFL legend and possibly the most popular defendant of all time—OJ Simpson was finally freed  from prison yesterday following a nine year sentence. While the charges may read “armed robbery,” Simpson served time for the murders of Ron Goldman and ex-wife Nicole Brown Simpson— a statement I made to a relative…

Reactionary is the New Revolutionary

In contemplating the contemporary climate, I cannot help but consider the fervor of so called revolutionary acts as reactionary at best. I originally authored this post as the western world waited to see how many would kneel during the beginning of the NFL season. Kneeling has seemingly become a contemporary version of the black fist,…

Who or What Determines Black Love? 

Sterling K Brown is an amazing actor who is pleasant to look at and listen too with a voice as smooth as his chocolate skin. His recent speech following winning a white supremmy begs the question whether black love can ever be a product of white creation. The answer is of course no. On NBC series…

Atlanta and The White Supremmy’s

Last night and this morning, social media outlets reeked with the stench of white validation. Last night, the artist formerly known Childish Gambino, won an Emmy, or what this article will reference as a “white supremmy,” for best actor in a comedy series. This article will implement the term “white supremmy” to illustrate the Emmy…

Cover-Up, Colored Girl

Over the last week I’ve watched numerous videos surface in celebration of Fenty Beauty— pop-star Rihanna’s new makeup line. Black women dominated much of the uploads and commentary, which seemed overwhelmingly positive. Perhaps positive is an understatement. The feedback was not out only abundant but elated at the opportunity to now access Rihanna’s aesthetics. Interestingly,…

Maternalizing The Sexualized Black Body

Black female sexuality remains at the core of caricatured black female identity. Scandal’s Olivia Pope, the DC fixer by day and white male concubine at night, is easily the prototype for the black female roles that followed. Her hyper-sexuality quenched the western drought of the black female whore veiled in attributes like education, conventional success,…

Disrespectful Moments from Insecure episode “Hella Disrespectful”

Molly’s Wig (s): Yvonne Orji is a beautiful woman. Yet her gorgeous African figures succumb to the unstated tragedy of unflattering wigs. This proves that inauthentic hair, be it a wig, weave, or unnatural hair color, is simply an injustice and insult to black beauty. FYI, I feel the same way about Issa’s dyed tresses, as it suggests…

OWN’s Black Love Docu-Series, A Review of Episode One

If you watch Maury, black love is dysfunctional, careless, and rooted in lust. The same can be said for many other “reality” television shows from court series to VH1 shows that anchor themselves in portraying the black man and black woman as hyper-sexual entities incapable of functioning in their shared state of incivility. The black…

Thinking of Michael Jackson on his Birthday

In recent weeks, my mind has remained fixated on Frankie Lymon, the lead vocalist on “Why do Fools Fall in Love,” who died at only twenty-five. He joined a long list of black entertainers who also died prematurely—exploited for their talent then left for dead. Young Michael Jackson, with his high- pitched voice and big…

The Failed Anti-Racist Attempt of the 2017 VMA’s

As a child, I anticipated watching the Video Music Awards every year. As an adult, I anticipate that this award show will reflect the climate of America, and therefore be inevitably racist. Yet, many insist on drinking the koolaid of popular culture and live vicariously through the inauthenticity that is Hollywood. Despite lacking sincerity, Hollywood…