White people are given the choice to avoid—intentionally or otherwise—discussing issues of race and equity. Awareness of that choice is key to the success of white anti-racism work.
Participation in the harmful practice of displacing black and brown residents should horrify urban-dwelling white allies, but on the whole it usually doesn’t. At the very least, it should rouse additional responsibility and obligation for those who claim to value black and brown lives.
After reading the entire Mueller Report, I have some thoughts.
White people who “have black friends” should be on the front lines of the fight for racial equity, loudly disrupting the racial status quo, kicking down doors in the name of equality and justice.
As a black man, my participation in this country’s society consists of mandatory social indoctrination, which demands that I accept that vital aspects of my identity are bad, morally wrong, incorrect, or otherwise unacceptable. No more.
This metaphorical gesture may be insignificant from a practical standpoint, but it’s an exercise that will help illustrate and solidify the mindset required for the fight allies must commit to undertake.
In 2011, I was publicly accused of lying about a racially-motivated incident. These are my thoughts on Jussie Smollett.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. cited white moderates as one of racial equality’s greatest obstacles. How do well-meaning white people combat complacency and act as effective racial allies?
Ever since I can remember, it’s been obvious to anyone who has encountered me that I’m not a part of what society considers America’s default race—I’m not white. I’m something else. Some other. I refer to myself and identify as black because I am—and society treats me as such, usually without exception.
Every year people wonder, “Can’t Thanksgiving be the one day we enjoy time with relatives and leave politics at the door?” Simply put, the answer is no.
In discussions about race and racism, the automatic and strict protection of white feelings is a major hurdle, standing in the way of open and frank expression and, ultimately, progress.
The results of last night’s gubernatorial elections in Georgia and Florida are obvious evidence that racism is alive and well.
I don’t know his race. I don’t know his religion. But I know he’s not Middle Eastern. I know he’s not brown. I know he’s not Muslim. . . . I know this because of the way the media has presented him to us.
Our institutions are, at bottom, governed and operated by individuals, all of whom possess personal conscious and subconscious racial biases…
Lisa and her husband have been dear friends of my family for years, dating back to our previous lives in Jackson, Mississippi.
Before I explore where this blog can go, it’s important for me to acknowledge the lessons my history has taught me and explain why I believe what I believe.