Before I start this, let me first say that yes, I took my meds, all 300 mg of them. Quite frankly, none of this is new to many of you who witnessed me have my first, severe mental breakdown on Facebook 3 years ago. Ironically, this was the same time Kanye had his mental break in the fall of 2016. For those who know me, know that I believe Kanye is the greatest artist of my generation. I also know that Kanye suffers from the same mental illness that I
Here’s the video clip that I am responding to from Trevor Noah about Kanye West. To say that Black people aren’t brainwashed is an understatement. We are and always have been. We have been brainwashed into believing in a certain religion as well as that we are 3/5ths of a human being. We’ve been brainwashed to believe our history started with slavery and brainwashed to believe we don’t deserve much more than what society has offered us. We have been brainwashed to support others more than our own. You have some elite
This blog is a direct response to Ashley Reese who is a writer for Jezebel and wrote the article titled “Everyone Who’s Upset About This Black Girl’s Hair is Telling on Themselves.” First of all before I go ham about unkempt hair, I want to ask the question WHY DO BLACK PEOPLE STILL SHOP AT H&M AND MODEL THEIR BRANDS AFTER “THE COOLEST MONKEY IN THE JUNGLE” WAS PUT ON THE CHEST OF A YOUNG BLACK MAN?” Imagine if we understood the power of boycotting and made their stocks go
There are differences between standards and preferences and both should be equally considered when forming a relationship with someone. Your standards are a list of expectations that someone must meet in order to work effectively with your nature. They are requirements that one must possess that you feel are necessary to have a functional relationship. They have been set to maintain your own sense of sanity and happiness. Hopefully, they are morals and values that you too hold yourself accountable for. You should meet the same requirements that you expect from
The passing of Nipsey Hussle hit me in such a powerful way. I had just recently been introduced to his music through my husband who is a major fan. I enjoyed his lyrics and music production, but too bad we can no longer listen to the messages he had in store for us. However, I had no idea how beloved he was by his community and peers. I felt so sad that he was not able to get this type of attention while he was still alive. His funeral was
I read people’s post that black people have become lazy, stagnant and don’t fight for their rights like our ancestors once did. They think we are flakey when it comes to boycotting politics, sports and luxury brands. What else are we going to do? Stop watching sports altogether? Stop shopping in general? I feel like we should create our own football league and stores, but not enough of us are in it together like we used to be. I personally do not believe there is much more we can do
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