Black male celebrities to me use the excuse “I love all women” to hide behind the fact that they really don’t fuck with black women….
The only way they can include black women in anything they are doing visually is by including “all women” for it to be valid and for them to use it in future references when they get called out about their “preferences”
So, hypothetically… if I could take a bunch of MOOCs (Massive Open Online Courses) and read books at Barnes and Noble all day… and then be able to display my knowledge and understanding of the subject on an equal, if not higher, level than a college student… then, hypothetically… why is everyone paying for college again?
(Answer: Because a college degree isn’t about education, it’s a class marker. If we cared about everyone being educated, we would accredit free online courses and allow people to achieve intellectual growth and success without going into debt. But that’s not what college is for. I mean, yeah in college you can travel and learn from amazing professors and start your own anything and have access to facilities and resources and money, yeah, college is all that. And I’m not discrediting anyone who loves college but… college, at the end of the day is a business. College is just one more big way to perpetuate the system. But I say f**k the system, man.) #FreeEducationForAll #LearnRadically
In a post-apocalyptic setting, I understand that it would be impractical to have a romantic relationship like in the old world. But if Glen and Maggie can bang in a pharmacy while on a supply run without breaking the rules of post-apocalyptic pragmatism, so can Rick and Michonne.
Shout out to all of the brown girls whose first time shaving wasn’t a joyful step into womanhood, but an occasion marked by the shame and grief of coming home from school and begging your mom to let you do it because the kids at school wouldn’t stop pointing and laughing
a magician asks you to pick a card - any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack - anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.
what the fuck
is rice not the best link between all poc?
the most wonderful common denominator?
I’ve learned that several cultures have a name and a love for the toasted or burnt/clumped rice at the bottom of the pot. For my family (since my parents are from the West Indies - Barbados and Trinidad & Tobago) it is called “bun bun” and we have fought over it before.