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I didn’t like the short film, “Nappily Ever After.”  I didn’t appreciate the title and I didn’t like the idea that it perpetuated the agenda that natural hair is bad.  It was just silly to me and way too predictable.  I understand it was trying to teach women to like their natural hair, but I did not like how they went about conveying their message.  It was one of those movies where I was screaming like I would in ridiculous scary movies when all they had to do was run.

Because it does.  It is the very fabric that has woven humankind together in America. Regardless of how you feel about race relations and think they disappeared right along with Jim Crow laws, you are wrong.  Race is still a very underrated systematic problem that has been wreaking havoc on minorities in America for centuries. Did you know that race was first used to separate White people from everyone else as the ultimate race?  And this wasn’t just a Black and White thing; Asians, Hispanics, Mexicans and Jews were lynched

The problem isn’t race at all.  The problem is that dark skinned folks still refer to themselves as Black people.  All persons of color have been stamped with this derogatory term for hundreds of years now and we have delimited ourselves to a color.  I have come to the conclusion that the moment we find out our true ancestry and get rid of the term Black people, we will be so much better off. Every time I read a post online, I notice this debate about how black someone is. 

Okay, I’m sick of this sh*t. This blog will walk you through a journey of a Black woman who is fed up with trump and those he has brought back to the surface to complete their mission of wreaking havoc on minorities in America. The Source of my Anger I have been on the writing edge ever since the Charlottesville terrorists had the opportunity to rally “peacefully” while killing and beating innocent protesters and toting guns in front of our beloved police officers. The news media was sickening as I

I am 44% Nigerian

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The next time someone asks me what I’m mixed with by the looks of my hair and skin, I’m going to tell them I’m 74% African and 21% European.  My Negus, I made it.  To be quite frank, I’m 44% Nigerian. I just received my DNA results.  After my high school and facebook acquaintance posted her results, I knew it was time to order my DNA kit.  It was quite easy to do too.  You order it, provide a saliva sample, ship it and wait for your results to be

Choices: Part One

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Why is it that Black people feel they are exempt from making choices in America?  Why are we incapable of realizing that we too are part of our own demise? I get so tired of listening to all of these Pro-Black, overly conscious Afrikan leaders who are supposedly expert in all things Black who are intently focused on how society ruined Black lives. Thank you for reminding us what slavery has done and how it still impacts us today.  Thank you for letting us know how the war on drugs

I really think we need to stop and think about what Raven Symoné and Stacey Dash are saying before we jump to conclusions and ostracize them like the world tried to do with Beyoncé. Because to be totally honest with you, they are partially correct in their logic. The sad thing is the idea of calling people American who were actually born and raised in America is crazy when in reality, that’s how it’s supposed to be. If I was born in France, my nationality would be French and I

I Support Queen Bey

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Dear Beyoncé, I stand with you and I hope all Black women do for this very one reason. The support of our own in the midst of being politically scrutinized. And I’m not even a huge Beyoncé fan, I just stand behind her because I should. I’m not a fan of idolizing no human being, but when it got to a point where people told her what she should and could not do and started to protest her shows, I had to write a blog because a facebook status simply

Oh hail ye Beyoncé. I only have one comment to make about her new song Formation because I don’t want the Bey Hive attacking me. There are many other contradictions I could speak on, but I really don’t feel like arguing with people who would eat collard greens from her arm pits. So I’ve read several articles about her reference to Red Lobster. Bey’s fearless followers are upset that Red Lobster took too long to respond to her and did not capitalize on the marketing advantage. I don’t understand how

I watched a video about labels and how they do not accurately represent who we are. He started his narration by saying, “I am not black, I mean, that’s what the world, calls me, but it’s not me. I didn’t come out of my mother’s womb saying hey everybody, I’m black. No, I was taught to be black and you were taught to call me that […].” As he continues his narration, he talks about equality, division and how we can solve racism (and any other –ism) by not using

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