You’ll have to forgive me MOM Squad, but the next few posts will be dedicated to retelling certain events from the Thanksgiving holiday. I know: how very passé. However it is in my best interest and yours as a reader for me to do so. A certain someone – who is probably slumped over a […]
I can’t afford to give you any background on this one folks. We’re going straight into M.O.M. Mode! Just buckle up and know that this is all based on true events. ***Lights fading out**** Abiola and Samantha were quiet for the most part of the 9 hour trip from Raleigh, NC to Huntsville, Al. It […]
*Warning. You already know what it is. You’re thinking it. I’m just saying it* Lawd have mercy. Maybe Mitt was on to something after all. Maybe it was all the color and infectious reverie on every set that had us blind to something more sinister on America’s gayest (i.e. happy) street. Perhaps we judged Mr. […]
I walked into the tail end of a conversation at work yesterday that left me annoyed, disturbed, and saddened. You meet all kinds of people in a retail environment, largely because the only requirement to work in retail is the possession of a functioning steady pulse. I guess I shouldn’t have been shocked by the […]
You know, sometimes I truly feel trapped by my culture. In my head and in my spirit, I have defined myself as an individual: a degreed Ghanaian-American with a family and goals of joining the literary elite. However when I step outside of the doors of my house – or venture into the world of […]
I’ve become something of a cynic when it comes to politics. I do not rejoice in my newly formed pessimistic attitude, but have decided that I must fully embrace it if I hope to have any peace where politics is concerned. There’s an old adage that says that laymen and everyday citizens should never see […]
Black death. Black plague. Black Wednesday. Black market. Black Sabbath. Black listed. Black hole. Black Monday. Black souls. Black sheep. Black mark. Black balled. …and little white lies. Oh dear. Anything “Black” looks mighty bad doesn’t it? Fortunately I’m not a Black woman. I’m Ghanaian-American. What are you?
Area boys are loosely organized gangs of street children and teenagers, composed mostly of males, who roam the streets of urban West African cities They extort money from passers-by, sell illegal drugs, act as informal security guards, and perform other “odd jobs” in return for compensation. Well, it’s all over now. No more knife […]
In case you are not one of the half a million viewers who has been sucked into the2 week old phenomenon that is Uncle Obama, you will have the opportunity to do so by clicking here: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b2HSo3yywDU] Uncle Obama is the type of song that becomes an instant chart topper because it possesses all the […]
I am a big fan of prison. I think it’s wonderful that we can have a place to send people who rape, maim and rob other people. The original purpose of sending people to the penitentiary was to provide them with a place to do penance for their transgressions. There were supposed to repent and […]
Apologies to my American readers, but the Ghana Girl inside of me can’t discuss last night’s debate with any level of finesse. My Continent breddehs and sistahs will understand me when I say: HHHHHEEEEEHHHHHH!!!! Oh, chale did you see how Joe Biden just disgraced Paul Ryan last night? It wasn’t good kraaaa. It wasn’t good […]
I have come to belief that inside every woman, there lays a feminist and her feminists tendencies are expressed in degrees depending on the individual. From demands for equal work for equal pay to the utter shunning of male company and indulgence exclusive lesbian relationships, there are certain things that women will not tolerate from […]
Haaaaa!!!! I say haaaaaa!!!!! And in case you’re wondering, I’m growling – not laughing. I work really hard…every day. My work requires an intense amout of physical exertion and often leaves me with very little tolerance for oafishness. So when I engaged a co-worker in conversation about dating the other night, it was difficult for […]
Let’s just come out and be honest. When it comes to perception in America, Black women rate lowest on the totem pole. You’ll have to ask an expert or someone from another race as to why that is. For reasons still unknown to me, the general public seems to believe that they can disparage and […]
There is a disturbance in the Realm of Natural Hair. I can feel it coming, and I don’t like it. I don’t like it one little bit. I went natural many years ago for esoteric reasons, all centering around ‘love of self’ and ‘the way I was created by the Almighty God’. However, I’ve stayed […]
He’s like the drunken frat boy that shows up in the auditorium while you’re in the midst of defending your senior thesis, spewing obscenities and waving his shriveled penis at the distinguished panel in mock contempt. He is the Evil Kool-Aid man of the Executive Branch. He bursts onto the national scene with verbal and […]
One of the first stories I heard when I got off the cruise ship (the one opportunity I had to decompress these last 3 months) was about the tragic shooting in Colorado during a screening of the Dark Knight Rises. Watching the hourly updates on the event in the airport terminal and listening to them […]
This is one of those blogs that the lucid part of me is wondering what the negative repercussions will be following the moment I hit “post”. However, because the lucid part of me is overwhelmingly overshadowed by the ‘drugged up’ me, I don’t even have enough a command of my faculties to fathom or anticipate […]
Before she was a BAWSE on 227, Marla Gibbs played Florence Johnston, George and Wezzie’s snarky housekeeper on The Jefferson’s. I knew George was a bit of a douche and not a nice guy over all, but as a child watching the show, I never quite understood what Florence’s deal was. Why was she so […]
Happy Monday one and all. I worked a 13 hour day yesterday, so I’ve put the kids in daycare, and am kicking back by plucking my chin hairs and lancing my whiteheads. “Ewww”, you say? You haven’t even heard the worst yet. Let’s open up our cerebral cortexes and fire up those neurons. We’re going […]
My sister is a person whom one might define as socially awkward. While neither of us possess the gift of tact, I have become slightly more adept a maneuvering unfamiliar social situations, whereas she avoids them wherever and whenever possible. We both have the same handicap: that being that we don’t possess a filter. Whereas […]