If you are, say, thirty-five years of age or older there is a 99% chance that you are no good right now. Not merely sad, but irreparably despondent. Verily, Shakespearean in your grief. Depending on how old or weird or gay or starstruck or black you were in 1984, Purple Rain was either an awakening, a…
The video of Jameel McGee hugging, smiling and working alongside Andrew Collins, the Benton Harbor, MI ex-cop who framed him and put him in jail for four years, kept popping up in my feeds over the last twenty-four hours. I avoided it initially because news stories about random black people forgiving not-so-random white acts of…
On the occasion of the recent death of Malik Izaak Taylor – known worldwide and for all time as Phife Dawg – I honored his passing the way one honors a musician’s death now: playing his music loud and on repeat for at least two days straight, crossing my fingers that no one would be…
