It’s always fascinating to see how quickly blame shifts. As soon as there is an opportunity to point and say “Well look at what they did,” the weak and irresponsible pounce. It’s like with my kids. My son will do something wrong to my daughter and get in trouble but as soon as he finds…… Continue reading Cop Killers vs. Killer Cops
In today’s world where things like Bitch Media thrive and are seen as a source of unity and empowerment amongst women, it just tickles me pink that people insist that Black people stop using the word nigga. Piers Morgan posted a piece Monday suggesting that it is up to Black people to end the use of…… Continue reading Nigga, Nigger, N-Word
In honor of Throwback Thursday, I thought I’d post a blog I wrote back in 2010 on my first personal blog. It’s still relevant today so enjoy. I might make this a weekly thing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Christopher takes his 3-year-old son CJ to the park. He watches his little boy run around, slide down the slide,…… Continue reading Man Up Little Boy – Throwback Thursday
I recently joined a group at work that is focused on diversity and inclusion. We’re basically trying to work out the kinks in our system as they relate to our diversity and inclusion plan. During last week’s meeting we were discussing some things that we think are problematic. I brought up an incident that had…… Continue reading A Friendly Guide to Hair-Touching
So, I know I’m super late, but I am currently obsessed with the song All About That Bass by Meghan Trainor. Why? Well, for one I like the little doo-wop type beat that makes me want to go to a sock hop followed by a trip to the malt shop. But also because these are…… Continue reading Why I Feel Bad For White Women
Dating is stressful cuh. After spending two years with the same guy, I totally forgot how annoying dating is. You’ve gotta go places to meet people, then talk to them to get to know them, then weed through all the nonsense to figure out who’s sane and who’s batshit crazy. It’s so tiring. I’m glad…… Continue reading I Am Not Your Damn Fetish
I always get offended when people call me mixed. Nobody ever really understands why either. You can say my mother greatly influenced my thoughts on my racial identity. I’ve also put a lot of personal thought into exactly who I am throughout my 29 years here on this earth. It’s not really a cut and…… Continue reading Don’t Call Me Mixed
Pardon my bluntness…. I am sick and tired of people policing the reactions of others in regard to the police brutality in Ferguson. Police brutality and racial inequality are issues that myself and many others have always been concerned with, have always spoke about. 75% of my writing is about inequality. This isn’t something new.…… Continue reading Why I Don’t Care About Ferguson
As I mentioned yesterday, I stopped by the “Aint-Police Brutality” protest on MLK near the police station. I only stayed for about an hour for a couple of reasons. One, I had just worked an 8 to 5 and I was tired. Two, I had spent the majority of my day trying to convince other Black people of…… Continue reading When Solidarity isn’t Solidarity
****Important follow-up story here**** Here’s just a little taste of the anti-police brutality today in Portland. I couldn’t stay long because I had grumpy hungry kids and a splitting headache, but I am very glad that we got to participate. It was great to see such a diverse crowd; men, women, young, old, Black, white…… Continue reading Portland Shows Support For Ferguson
