I don’t think that there are words to cover the ground of 2016, the depth of loss and grief, the seemingly endless reports of violence, a divisive political election and loss of notable famous faces. More than usual or at least in recent memory, there was a desire to be out with the old and […]
“However painful it may be for me to accept this conclusion, I am obliged to state it: For the black man, there is only one destiny. And it is white.” ~ Franz Fanon, Black Skin, White Masks “This contradictory longing to possess the reality of the Other, even though that reality is one that wounds […]
I know the story of race but I am not the storyteller. I know the history of racism but I am not the historian. I have had the experiences of prejudice and stereotyping but I am not their victim. I know the world but I am not a citizen. I do not belong in a […]
I couldn’t say black or white or red or yellow or beige or brown anymore. I just couldn’t refer to people by social colors, pretending that their skin offered some innate, inherent meaning, that it suggested the manner in which they should be viewed and subsequently treated. I didn’t believe in race and there was […]