On Tuesday, the Zimbabwe Conservation Task Force communicated that Minnesotan dentist Walter James Palmer (first AND middle name? UH OH) tracked and killed protected lion Cecil, the result of paying more than $50,000 to hunt the famous animal of Zimbabwe’s Hwange National Park. The news blew social media’s collective roof off in a steam of… Read More Lions and Terrorism and Bloodshed! Oh My!
Racism still exists; shit ain’t post-racial. Despite the mass shooting taking place at a church, this wasn’t motivated by religious bias. A simple Google search will tell you that Dylann Roof was a white supremacist that hated black people. Removing the Confederate flag from the South Carolina state capitol, though a noble gesture long overdue,… Read More 7 Sad Truths About Charleston
If you’re out in the dating world, I salute you. As a fellow person in the singles bunker, numerous enemies are advancing on our base: smug couples; nagging parents (except you, Mom!); biological clocks; and terrible singles. This last threat is the most dire to our singlehood, as they are supposed to be our brothers… Read More The Waiting Game
Yesterday, über-edgy news outlet VICE published a writer’s racial cry for help in the form of the thinkpiece “Why I’m Disappointed in Mindy Kaling“. The long-winded rant boiled down to the fact that Kaling, the actress/creator of “The Mindy Project”, was not being Indian enough for the author’s liking. I’m glad that there are websites… Read More Why I’m Disappointed in the Philadelphia Amtrak Train
A Taylor Swift song about the prejudice suffered by her one black friend James Cameron’s “Avatar” sequels are hamfisted allegories about brown cat people during the Civil Rights movement A new Instagram feature where you can’t post a selfie or food pic until you watch the Eric Garner video in its entirety Chris Pratt makes a… Read More 10 Ways To Make Racism Relatable to Dickbags
The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away; “Sex Box”, the potential Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup of television studio voyeurism and fucking, is no more. When WE tv reheated the UK’s “Sex Box” for American consumption, the idea of a literal box being filled with sex was too racy to be done with the lurid… Read More Abandoned “Sex Box” Knock-offs
I’m acutely aware of the fact that I am Black. I’m reminded of this on a daily basis–from the time I wake up to the news report of another murdered black man by police, to falling asleep after watching a television show absent of people of color. In between, during the waking hours that seem increasingly… Read More The Plights of Being Black