I am not clapping for Moonlight just because I am Black.

25 years from now, a new generation will still have no clue who August Wilson or Katharine Johnson are. However, they will have a “classic” Best Picture still popping up. It will use pretty arthouse shots and soaring classical music to show them Black women were crackheads who neglected and abused their sons to grow up into sexually-conflicted drug dealers who fight not to hate them for it. Continue reading

A Powerful 2017 For Us All…

We can all magnify our voices this year, to make some serious contributions and change some lives. I hope you take your ideas and visions- a new business, more love in your relationships, superior health, more education- to new heights. Know that many people will be touched by your dreams and efforts. I hope I can do a little of that for you this year. Continue reading

When We Are Witnesses…for Kitty Genovese

No matter what I have learned from her brother Bill Genovese’s heart-wrenching push for the truth, I still can not extinguish the feeling of seeing myself in Kitty Genovese: young, happy, independent, innocent, moving toward the future, and fated to be a woman living alone in American big cities. Continue reading

A Solemn Summer…

I hope, as this summer played out and I was blessed with many beautiful experiences from SOLEMN, my elders were looking down smiling and watching and knowing how much I appreciated their influence in my life, to bring me the opportunities they dreamed their hard work and sacrifices would yield for others. Continue reading