There was no history of Greeks in my family (too country) so I was something of an open book. The first day on campus I met a Greek…kind of. I was just walking around and saw this cat with a cane. He was one of the first black people I saw so I said, ‘What’s […]
In recent memory, there have been few films that have stirred up the flames and sparked discussions about the lack of roles for black actresses in general, and the portrayal of black sexuality overall, the way that Monster’s Ball has. The plot revolves around a romance between a former death row security guard and the widow […]
For five solid years, Living Single was part of a solid Thursday night block on Fox that caters specifically to the African-American demographic. The show would be centered around four twenty-something black women in Brooklyn and their (mis)adventures in the workplace and the dating game. On to the tale of the tape… Relevance: Oh […]
Out of the other black guys in my dorm, one was from Kansas City. He was from the Missouri side, but he loved sports like me. We were on the same floor, so would meet up in our floor lobby to watch Sportscenter. That’s how it started. Now I’m not one of those big ‘I always […]
This is one of those times when I’ve been struck deaf. It’s impossible…it’s impossible for me to address my love of music, my love of show business, the way I designed my image…hell, go ahead right now and type in his name in the Search button to the right and see how many times he’s […]
My people will never let me forget this, but I was um, a little less friendly and approachable when I arrived in Lawrence. Fists balled up. Chest poked out. Hardcore scowl. Every shirt I owned was black, one even had ‘Danger – Educated Black Man’ printed across the front. One kid I met that week […]
If my father was my benefactor, my biggest fan in the family was his brother’s wife, my godmother. My father is very laid-back, which is where I get it from. My aunt was the one who would stick up for me (all of us really) if someone was bullying us. I chuckle at how many […]
This one’s from Markee Magazine Online. Thanks to Chris and my friends at Through A Glass for the heads up! http://www.markeemag.com/article/detail.php?RecordID=88#Through
I first read The Autobiography of Malcolm X when I was 16 years old. The pages are turning yellow, but I still have the paperback version I bought half a lifetime ago now. In nearly every chapter, there was something in it that struck me like lightning. I flip through these pages now and see […]
I can remember with clarity the effect Roots had on me the first time I watched it. Awe, shock, pride, anger. I cried pretty good the first time I saw the scene where they whipped Kunta Kinte until he said his name was Toby. I was one of the first in my family to be […]
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