Undercover cop chases and grabs teen in Manhattan – NY Daily News | #BlackWomensLivesMatter

This is what boys and girls of color of all ages know they risk having to endure. This girl may well have escaped the fate of Kalief Browder, thanks to a group of courageous, caring women in her community. This is not a new phenomenon. Continue reading Undercover cop chases and grabs teen in Manhattan – NY Daily News | #BlackWomensLivesMatter

#MalcolmX on self-love & self-hate | Documentary: Make it plain on Blog#42

“Who taught you to hate the color of your skin? Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair? Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose and the shape of your lips? Who taught you to hate yourself from the top of your head to the soles of your feet? Who taught you to hate your own kind? Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to so much so that you don’t want to be around each other? No! Before you come asking Mr. Muhammad does he teach hate, you should ask yourself who taught you.”

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A Response to William Rivers Pitt (.@WRPitt) | The Trojan Horse President

William Rivers Pitt, Senior Editor of Truthout, wrote an op-ed in opposition to President Obama and the TPP. Fine. I’m also opposed to the TPP. I feel that as many voices as possible should rise in opposition to it, no matter how futile, given the big cave by Senate Democrats.

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Suddenly, Hillary Clinton’s positions are music to our ears… | #Progressivism on Blog#42

Hillary Clinton has been undergoing a transmogrification since announcing her candidacy for president. Gone are the neoliberal beliefs and policy positions and in are almost every single last  one of the progressive credos. Continue reading Suddenly, Hillary Clinton’s positions are music to our ears… | #Progressivism on Blog#42

The Bishop and the bad seed | Short Story | Blog#42

The last of the snow had finally melted overnight. Mud season was in  full swing in Eden. She stepped outside into the brilliant sun. The tree-lined dirt road that had been completely frozen just a few weeks ago was now three miles of slippery mush from the turn-off at the highway.  Continue reading The Bishop and the bad seed | Short Story | Blog#42