Don’t get too excited. Jesus hasn’t been a Xanax in Atanta, let alone a balm in Gilead for this wench. Now the tale of my victimization has taken a bizarre turn. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpybx7wcsNU] I suppose it’s fair to say that Yvette is desperate. She sees that her actions (by which I mean that mouth) have gotten […]
It’s 7:20 am and I should be getting my kids ready to go to school. However, I’m letting them sleep in because I absolutely have zero desire to get into the office early, let alone on time. Last week was extremely stressful for me, and stress is like carbon monoxide for me: long periods of […]
Have you ever heard of ‘workplace bullying’? Did you scoff when you heard the term? I’ll raise my hand and admit quite candidly that I did. Sucked my teeth, in fact. As far as I was concerned, there was no such thing as workplace bullying: only cowering, sniveling grown-ups who didn’t know how to get […]
How Berenice Won the Internet This Week Happy Frivolous Friday MOM Squad! How has your week been? Mine was INSANE. I’ve become the victim of workplace bullying in recent days. No, no…don’t worry. It’s just your typical Black woman drama. I just am unaccustomed to it is all. I want to study and understand it, […]
All Ghanaians look one way I happened upon a video featuring Sangu Delle, proprietor of Heel the World , this weekend. The interview was remarkable in many ways. From the host’s awkward intro where he clears his throat, mutters through an introduction, his stumbling offer to have Sangu take some tea and FINALLY his pronouncement […]
“Hey!!! I need help changing my clothes!!!!” Serena had taken to calling Annabelle “Hey” recently. It grated on Annabelle’s nerves to no end. What 39 year old woman responds to “hey”, particularly when the address is elicited from the mouth of a 3 year old brat? Annabelle and Anitha both glanced up at the stairs. […]
Criticism, critique, opinion, junk that folks have to say…this is the world we live in today. My friend Kwesi (his real name) says that because of technology, everyone and ANYone can publish, even if it’s not necessary that they do. News travels in nanoseconds in this century, and opinion goes even further. Opinion and its […]
Note: My brother chose the title. Direct your ire at him. Let’s begin. This is so messed up. I’ve had my fingers on the keyboard for the last 20 minutes. I hardly know where to begin? Do I begin in 1959 when my uncle was born and tell you all about why he was named […]
Okay. To be fair, she didn’t really cry… but she did choke up a bit! I wonder if these celebrities know how much we mere mortals suffer for them. Examine yourself. You know what lengths you’ve gone to for a celebrity, whether it’s been making a choice between whether to eat or buy their latest […]
The sun had long set and we were on our way back home late one evening. Something flickered and reflected in my father’s headlights. He switched on his dome light and pulled up slowly to one of the many makeshift police barriers that spring up on the N1 highway after dark and greeting the officer […]
Happy Friday, MOM Squad and Random Readers! Earlier this year, we talked about how I was going to be blogging less because I was a-feared of the power of the interwebz and the trolls that maraud therein. A few things happened in that space of time. I contracted meningitis (which ate at my nerve endings […]
Thank you @1stclassballer for letting me know whom I should be directing my ire at. Cocobod, if you are found innocent, you have my apologies. But if I discover you have ANY part in this travesty, my threat to menstruate all over your Takoradi facility still stands! Dear Whoever is in Charge at Cocoa Processing […]
Dear Whoever is in Charge at Cocobod: Waaaaaaa look. I don’t even know who to address this letter to because your organization is being run by ghosts of failures past, present and soon-to-come. I want to show you something. Look at this. See! What the hell is THIS supposed to be? “Oh. Malaka. That’s Ghana’s […]
I had a co-worker who told me about a time he’d gone to pick his grandmother up from the train station or the airport. I can’t remember which. Where he picked her up from is not the point of the story. They were driving through a crowd of Black humanity somewhere down on the South […]
I don’t watch football too often, but when I do, there is a moment in each game that I live for. It’s when the referee frantically trots into the middle of the field whistle lodged between his chapped lips with a burn in his eyes. He throws a flag. I think he grabs one of […]
I know it’s not Christmas anymore and we’re already supposed to be looking forward to Valentine’s Day (2014!), but this story has been rattling around in my head for two weeks. Might as well let it out, right? We can’t take old baggage into the New Year! As it is with all three of […]
This post is for Ms. A Boz, who has been asking for an update on Douche Bag for months now. Well, I finally have something ‘worth’ reporting! I was told this day would come, but I never believed it would. After all, every other word I’ve heard out of Douche Bag’s mouth has either been […]
It’s only the middle of the month, but November has proven quite challenging for the images of Black women in popular culture and the media. By “challenging”, I mean we’ve taken a full on public flogging, having our chastity, intelligence, desirability and humanity come into question. The assault – which previously would only come twice […]
“You can’t handle the truth!!!” It would appear that this was the case on the Bethenny Show, a program on TV that I wasn’t even aware existed until 2 days ago. I am familiar with Bethenny Frankel who is a product of one of The Real Housewives franchises. I never cared much for her persona […]
I was catching up on the Colbert Report this weekend. I like to watch the entire week of the show in one go on Hulu. This Thursday Stephen Fry was Stephen Colbert’s guest. The two have a mutual admiration and affinity for each other, which is always a pleasure to watch. Cable TV is generally […]
Dear (and I use the term loosely) Yvonne, I was going to title this “Open Letter to Yvonne Okoro”, but with the spate of celebrity open letters clogging the interwebs these days, I decided against it. Besides, nothing gets another African woman’s attention like a sharp “herh!!” thrown in her direction. I am not writing […]