Your Random-Ass Roundup: Hip Hop is Dead?

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Quite a start to the week: Ladies Love Cool James, Rozay and Fat Joe. Sincere didn’t go to #thecountryofAfrica for us to suffer through Mondays like that one. [...]

Your Random-Ass Roundup: Praise Yeezus?

It’s been a fairly epic week for Kanye, even by his lofty standards. He may have never beaten a white artist head-to-head for a Grammy, but he just became a father and lots of people seem to like his new album.

If you’re looking for opinions on his latest release, try this one and this [...]

Father’s Day: A Good Man, A Bad Husband

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It took me a long time to realize that my father wasn’t a bad man, just a bad husband for my mother. That’s what happens when you’re a mama’s boy and your mother not-so-subtly drills that into your impressionable mind.

Yes, he was deceitful. Yes, he was hyper-critical. Yes, he was [...]

Your Random-Ass Roundup: Somebody’s Watching Me.

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Turns out, Berry’s boy was right after all. [...]

Ray Lewis and Murder, They Wrote.

 

Ray Lewis entered the NFL in tears, mourning the death of his slain friend and roommate Marlin Barnes on draft day.

Ray Lewis left the NFL in a spasm of joy Sunday, a two-time Super Bowl champion at the conclusion of the final game of his 17-season career.

In between, Lewis went from [...]

Football, Body and Mind.

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I had a mostly unremarkable, short career in football—yet that was still more than enough time for the game to leave its mark, all over my body. I had been dealing with arthritis, joint stiffness, and backaches for years when a weight-room mishap drove me to an emergency clinic in the summer of 2010, when I was 32. Several follow-up appointments ended with me in an MRI machine and an appointment with a neurosurgeon. [...]

T.I., ‘Gender Night,’ and Unlearning Misogyny.

I know I have my own hypocrisy to deal with, from my previous romantic entanglements to my music choices. But at the least, I got a headstart on confronting that hypocrisy. It started in earnest when I was 17, the summer before my senior year of high school, at a leadership camp just outside of Houston. [...]

Revisiting Real Americas.

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Sarah Palin wouldn’t recognize these places. [...]