I knew there had to be at least one person out there still willing to fly the racist flag. Unbothered, unfettered, and free. Like a sparrow. A hateful, racist, bigoted sparrow.
Uprisings, protests, sit-ins, anger, outrage, fury -- these are not signs of regression. This is progress. And progress hurts.
Nothing like a little white guilt and possible imperialism to get your day going.
Being a Black southerner requires a high-level of duality allowing for loving and embracing your home while dealing with the murky hate-filled past (and present) of the South
No one embodies our current racial zeitgeist better than Don Lemon, the human version of Clickhole
If this flag represents you, fuck you as a staff, crew, and a mothefuckin' record label.
How colorism is at the center of the forced deportation of Haitian immigrants in the D.R.
There's no way to articulate the feeling of existing in a place where you can never relax, where you're always hyperconscious of the reality of death
Sometimes, dammit, I just wanna go to a delightful place where one can do the Electric Slide while devouring fried chicken skin in the moonlight
What would you do?
Apparently I look like all lightskinned people.