Dressing Up White Supremacy

  My son was a sophomore in high school when I began fully realizing or becoming cognizant of the fact that white supremacy was still palpable in this country. See he had left home after we had had an argument. I was frantic trying to find him. I had joined MySpace that year in an…

Dormant Racism and Distrust

I am perhaps more angry than I have been in a very long time. And this anger comes from a much deeper place than any anger I have experienced before. And I am hurt. More hurt than I have been in a very long time and deeper than any hurt I have experienced before. And…

The Bottom Fell Out…Now What?

Okay people. I have been thinking, talking to other smart people, reflecting in historical context and have come up with some concrete ideas through collaboration. I am going to try hard to keep my snarky anger at bay, so if some squeaks out sorry…ish, I’m sorry-ish. Trump is a manifestation that began brewing after the…

The Fire in My Belly Has Been Lit Ablaze!!!

I am so angry, so very and deeply angry. And sad, very sad. I have struggled with my bi-racial identity all my life – never fully finding community within white society and never really knowing any black community. Even extended family members have worked to position me as somehow other to them and their own…