G.D. and Terryn discuss his recent reporting for NPR’s Code Switch on the Confederate flag — the black folks who side-eye the flag but don’t really care too much and the white folks who make the argument that the flag is about heritage. Terryn breaks down what well-meaning Northerners (like G.D.) don’t get about the South. She also Read More
G.D. went home to Philly last week to try and fill in some blanks in my understanding of the police bombing of Osage Avenue back in 1985.
So this post got me thinking about the peculiarities of Rosie’s fame. She was, quite literally, the opening number in one of America’s all-time-great movies. She was the brains behind the Fly Girls. She was — is – a sex symbol. She’s been ubiquitious and beloved and an avatar of legitimacy even though she’s never exactly been Read More
Serena Jameka Williams of Compton, Calif., is America’s greatest active athlete. You know how it goes — an army of contemporaries, but no peers. Sorta like Bey, I guess.
Jay says we should ask ourselves: “If my defense of racism was a Robin Thicke song, would I get sued for it?”
“The key to playing ‘I Am Determined’ is to know which key the song is played in,” Kev says. “The song is every key. All of ‘em.”
On the last day of Black History Month™, Tracy joins Jamelle, Terryn and G.D. to discuss her satirical Little Known Black History Facts, the pushback to it, and the touchiness around Black History Month writ large. Listen here, or subscribe on iTunes or Stitcher. This episode was produced by the great Channing Kennedy.
Your uncles are at that age where the turnup might sideline them for a few weeks, but when has that ever stopped them?
This new jawn from Jidenna is parade of dandified Negritude. Also, watch for cameos from my boo, Teyonah Parris (aka Dawn from Mad Men), and that lady from all them CoverGirl ads. (Dunno how to feel about the you-need-to-stay-in-your-books-and-uplift-yourself business between 1:00 and 1:30, but that’s certainly a kind of classic black ethos of its own.) [h/t Read More
On the occasion of the 50th anniversary of his assassination, Malcolm’s daughter, Ilyasah Shabazz, wags her fingers at today’s young protesters.