(from the blog Humanitarians of Tinder.)
Lupita Nyong’o’s speech at ESSENCE’s Black Women In Hollywood Lunch this weekend was incredibly moving.
Yes, HBCUs can do a better job of alumni outreach and customer service for their students. But that alone isn’t going to ameliorate the problems of history.
Amerigo Gazaway’s gimmick, and it’s a brilliant one, is crafting collabos between musicians that never actually happened. He’s the dude behind the excellent Tribe Called Quest/Pharcyde mashup, Bizarre Tribe To the Pharcyde and the dope De La Soul and Fela Kuti blend, Fela Soul. His latest is Yasiin Gaye, a mix that blends classic soul Read More
Last night at Pratt Institute, some poor dude asked Spike Lee if he might see “the other side” — that is, the good side — of Brooklyn’s gentrification. While I don’t know for sure that Spike’s sleepy eyes got big and buggy, I like to imagine that that’s what happened as this went down. Read More
A lot of Jason Whitlock’s writing has a similar tic: even when he’s in the vicinity of right about some idea, he torpedoes that argument by turning it into a critique of the putative cultural deficiencies of Negroes. Take this essay, in which he looks at the financial troubles besetting Grambling State’s storied football program and Read More
Here’s Ta-Nehisi on Jordan Davis’ shooting, and his killer escaping punishment — for now at least: I wish I had something more to say about the fact that Michael Dunn was not convicted for killing a black boy. Except I said it after George Zimmerman was not convicted of killing a black boy. Except the parents of black boys Read More
Open Mike Eagle & Alwayz Prolific I The Show Up from Beats,Frames & Life on Vimeo. This jawn from Open Mike Eagle — who I’m ashamed to say I’ve never heard of before this — is full of clever, for-the-fuck-of-it flourishes. I’m far too young to lead/and way too old to die I ain’t play Read More
Verily I say unto thee: Whilst thou be dancing in September?
Martin Luther the Kang would have been 85 today — his Chad Johnson year, if you will. For some people (apparently a whole grip of some people) this turns their thoughts to listening to Future and drinking Ciroc.