What Shall We Do…..An open letter to Saint Louis

“What shall we do with the Negro?” I have had but one answer from the beginning. Do nothing with
us! Your doing with us has already played the mischief with us. Do nothing with us! If the apples will not remain on the tree of their own strength, if they are wormeaten at the core, if they are early ripe and disposed to fall, let them fall! I am not for tying or fastening them on the tree in any way, except by nature’s plan, and if they will not stay there, let them fall. And if the Negro cannot stand on his own legs, let him fall also. All I ask is, give him a chance to stand on his own legs! Let him alone!” ~Frederick Douglass


I remember not too long ago sitting in a monthly staff meeting when one of my co-workers, conveniently nicknamed “The Professor” stood up and quoted the above infamous speech of Frederick Douglass. At the time it was comical and we all broke into an uncontrollable bout of laughter. It was last night as I sat watching local news as reports and videos of the riots taken place in Ferguson, Missouri that this quote made perfect sense. Following the unwarranted shooting death of teen Michael Brown, Jr by a Ferguson Police officer on the afternoon of August 9th, 2014 our city was in an uproar. It was following a peaceful protest and candlelight vigil at the scene of the this tragedy that a riot ensued.

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Lawless Misconduct

At approximately noon today a seventeen year-old [unarmed] African-American male was shot [a reported] nine to tens times in the chest near Canfield apartments in Ferguson, Missouri. [ a city within the limits of Saint Louis County]. Read more on the full developing story here. I initially became aware of this unfortunate situation while scrolling my Instagram news feed, initially it was photos of the young man’s step father holding a cardboard sign that read “FERGUSON POLICE JUST EXECUTED MY UNARMED SON”.

James Head, the young man's stepfather...

Louis Head, father of the slain teenager…

The powerful image began to spread like wild-fire as did the disturbing images of the child’s lifeless body still laying in state in the middle of the street. It was this image that sent my emotions and rage into overload. How dare people be so insensitive and disrespectful to post photos of this?

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The Color of Love

paula and robin

“I really do think that all of us are beautiful when we’re happy and in love.” ~Paula Patton

One of my favorite Hollywood couples is the beautiful actress Paula Patton and the ever so handsome song bird Robin Thicke. Without pointing out the obvious, she is African-American and he is Caucasian, none the less they are a beautiful couple. On the flip side you have another one of my favorite couples, actor Nick Cannon and songstress Mariah Carey. Again, without pointing out the obvious Nick is African-American and although she looks the part and classifies herself to be of the Caucasian persuasion Mariah is bi-racial. (Her mother is Irish and her father Afro-Venezuelan aka African-American) Because of this fact some will argue that this is not considered an interracial marriage, however since she identifies herself as white it is. Like these famous couples, everyday people encounter criticism for choosing to marry outside their race. The fact that people are still so closed-minded when it comes to color in 2013 baffles me, have we not grown to realize that love bears no color?
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Just For Me

hammer doll

Who wants Ken when you can have Hammer?

Growing up I had a large collection of dolls and Barbie dolls, a collection in which I was very proud of. I loved to comb their hair, dress them up and ride them around in Barbie’s candy apple red Corvette. (I never had a Ken doll, he wasn’t fly enough for my Barbie. I had a Mc Hammer Doll instead) Even though my collection was full of different kinds of Barbies, from Malibu Barbie to Baywatch Barbie. Despite the fact that all of my dolls held a different occupation or wore a different outfit they had one thing in common, they were black.
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Who Am I?

black-power-pin-8952628Do not be mislead by the title of this post, the question of “Who Am I”  is not one that will be answered within these lines. I recently found myself in the midst of a heated debate regarding race, religion and politics; three things I never get into discussions about. However, whenever I do find myself in situations where I am backed into a corner and must speak on religion, the surprise people exhibit on how well versed I am in the “Word” is priceless. (For many years my GODMother has claimed an anointing over me, indicating that my place is in the church) Throughout the course of the aforementioned conversation between myself and a friend who is currently in the process of “self-identification” and “discovery” I found myself wanting to pull my hair out strand by strand in several instances. This debate by far was one of the most draining I have ever been privy to. Please allow me to elaborate.
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