The Trayvon Letters, Pt. 2: Attack The Messenger, Blame The Victim

I knew that I was wading into instant drama when I wrote and submitted my post-‘verdict’ Trayvon Martin column. I had written of race issues before as a Briefing columnist, and as a Black woman who’s lived in the South for most of her life, I was certainly aware that the status quo of “white… Continue reading The Trayvon Letters, Pt. 2: Attack The Messenger, Blame The Victim

The Zimmerman Verdict: Unfettered Racism, Unequal Justice

Sunday’s weather was overcast and turbulent, the clouds obscuring any presence of brightness and creating an atmosphere weighted with tension and gloom. Normally, I enjoy summer storms. But this time, the tempest overhead was a fitting backdrop underscoring the sadness I felt as an American and a Black parent after jurors found George Zimmerman ‘not… Continue reading The Zimmerman Verdict: Unfettered Racism, Unequal Justice

Keep It Classy Ma! Aging With Dignity Vs. Desperation

To let my kids tell it, when it comes to measuring moms on a Sliding Scale Of Hipness, their Mama ranks pretty close to the top. No other adult they know, for example, is a journalist who gets paid to chat up some of the performers they’ve seen on TV and allows them occasional access… Continue reading Keep It Classy Ma! Aging With Dignity Vs. Desperation

Niecy Nash’s “It’s Hard To Fight Naked,” Knowshi Book Review/MOC Preview Link

…..Experience is the most effective teacher, and with 16 years of a prior marriage, a divorce, three children, years of singles party hosting under her belt and yes, a second husband in the mix, Ms. Nash uses a Sincere Sister Mode to break down what she’s learned singleness, dating, finding eligible men, getting to exclusivity… Continue reading Niecy Nash’s “It’s Hard To Fight Naked,” Knowshi Book Review/MOC Preview Link

Roles and Responsibilities: Looking Forward, Reaching Back

“Mama, who’s that?” Nia, the soon-to-be second-grader, has a never-ending thirst for knowledge and stays in perpetual question mode these days. “What do you mean, Nia?” “That baby in the picture.” My gaze follows her arm across the living room and rests at the vintage, sepia-toned photo on a shelf. “It’s me.” “You?” I watch… Continue reading Roles and Responsibilities: Looking Forward, Reaching Back