Mine is a struggle beard. Black and coiled like DNA strands. Rough around the edges. My beard isn’t pretty, no manicure, still healing. The cuts leave bumps. My beard is growing, often can’t tell until someone else notices. I love my beard, the way it feels in my hands...

      Our world is divided. The way our brains are set up, we categorize things to navigate the massive amount of information that bombards us. Add a pinch of greed, power and fear and voilá - hierarchal social systems based on those categories. White is over black. Ri...

“Trap Queen” is just one more rotation in a very old minstrel cycle. You might blame Willie Lynch or Willie Maxwell (Fetty Wap’s born name), but I blame you: his audience, the uncritical masses, free market capitalists, white kids with a black friend, black kids hoping...

          This ain’t personal. I don’t know Mr. Lamar.  Certainly not anything about his actual relationships with the women in his life.  I trust that he loves and values his mother, girlfriend, nieces if he got them. My concern is about some of his masterful art. A t...