I wish I could find a phrase that instantly informs the sweet, perfectly nice, very liberal and progressive white organizers of literary events that if you’ve only got four black guests in a room of […]
Real feminists don’t tether our politics to a cultural institution that has degraded Black women out loud, in public, and gleefully for over fifteen years now and counting.
I attended a Historically Black College, and King Day was a super big deal. He was a member of Alpha Phi Alpha Fraternity, so that meant that the Alphas on the campus of Talladega College, […]
My latest home training lesson has to do with people who are in search of a professional favor, and how they should act when asking for that favor.
The lack of Old School Black Home Training among Negroes who should know better is a tap-dance on-my-nerves contest.
I am reclaiming the phrase “uppity”–and trying to make it positive– because I’d like more Black women to assert their own uppity. Or rather, come out of the closet and admit that they are uppity already,
Throughout my reading this article on Michael Vick, instead of asking myself the question I was supposed to—what if Vick were white—I found myself asking instead, what if Touré were white?
And so, for those of y’all who don’t regularly read this blog, I’d thought I’d introduce you to the real me.:-)
Some of you who’ve been reading this blog for a while (or who are friends with me on Facebook) might know that I’ve been working on my health on a continual basis for the past […]
I have decided that, after thirty-seven years of writing (since I was six years old) and fourteen years of being . a professional writer, I would finally say something that’s been on my mind for […]