Mama, I’m in Love With a Revolutionary, Part II

I started this blog with a post entitled “Mama, I’m in Love With a Revolutionary.” I wrote this on the heels of completing George Jackson’s Soledad Brother, spellbound by the incisiveness of a man who hadn’t seen the night sky in a decade. From poignant images of standing his younger brother Jonathan up in a box…

Yt Girl Weekend: Hegemony in the Hills

Waves crashing. Fresh Coconut water beside the ocean. Breakfast in bed, before a hike in the hills. The ambiance for my new year was fresh out of a dream, however, the experience harbored an imperative reminder for exactly how I do not want to live moving forward. The ongoing pandemic shaped our travel destinations, and…

The Black Man, Better As Fiction?

It is interesting to see so many outraged by the reaction to sixteen-year-old Mah’Kia Bryant’s murder. Just after many rejoiced in Derek Chauvin’s conviction, the sixteen-year-old took her last breaths following a fatal shot from the police officers she called for assistance. Her murder illuminates a vicious cycle that promises to obliterate more black youth,…

The Black Humanitarian and the Myth of Unity

Tyler Perry is a cancer for black people whose espousal to the white imaginary makes him an ideal agent for anti-blackness. From joining the chorus in urging black vaccination despite a history of systemic abuse to his speech at the Oscars that underscored unity, a concept linked to “not hating” the police on the heels…

Judas and the Black Messiah, A Black Female Perspective 

Admittedly, I experienced a plethora of emotions following watching Judas and the Black Messiah. For the sake of time and space, I will decline the urge to employ the blog as a diary; instead, I will focus on what I feel is most significant.  What the film stirred up inside me was an archived memory…

The Hate Crime Bill, A Black Female Perspective

During the Obama Administration, with the bodies of Trayvon Martin, Freddy Gray, Sandra Bland, Mike Brown, Tamir Rice, and John Crawford III cold in the ground, then-President Obama signed the Blue Alert Law to protect police officers.  The black collective witnessed a similar evil and slap in the face from those who would also not…

Daunte’s Inferno

Grandma Tilson, I’m afraid of hell. Ain’t nothing to fear, there’s hell on earth. I mean the real her where you can go when you die.  You ain’t gotta die to go to the real hell. No? Uh uh, you just gotta sell that silver mirror God propped up in your soul. Sell it to…

The Elephant in the Gorilla Glue Scenario

I write this piece as a follow up to my previous post that articulates an overview of the complexities harbored in the Gorilla Glue story. In this brief post, I seek to reference the elephant in the room. While some question why the gorilla glue story was news, others have taken it upon themselves to…

Gorilla Glue, Gorilla Who?

As an African in America, I can honestly say that a part of me dreads black history month. For many, this month offsets a black year with a celebration of the motivational forces of a black past and present, but the anti-black world employs black history month as a platform to assault the African in…

The HBCU: Bleaching the Black University

This week, Howard University reported that it has a new Editor-in-chief, a title the university awarded to a woman of Asian descent. As editor-in-chief, this non-black woman of color will assume responsibility for the university’s Magazine. What stands out most about this appointment is the word “storyteller.” For centuries, the HBCU has authored a significant…