This brief clip from the recent “Black Women as Public Intellectuals” symposium at the University of Alabama was such a wonderful interlude that it inspired me to reflect on my own trajectory in becoming a crunk feminist. Like many, instead of fitting into a neat narrative, my feminism came in fits and starts, inspired by […]
On ‘The Mean Girls of Morehouse’
Having gone to Morehouse’s (unofficial) sister school I feel compelled to comment on this Vibe Mean Girls article and subsequent fallout. In fact it feels kind of good to once again put this “audacity of parenting” thing on the back burner. Y’all ain’t ready 🙂 If you haven’t heard, Vibe acknowledged the fact that there […]
A Crunk Feminist Collective Roundtable
Check out a brief clip from a recent CFC Roundtable on October 7, 2010 at the University of Alabama. Featured in this clip are CFs Susana, Robin, Brittney, Sheri, and Rachel speaking in that order. Full video forthcoming soon.
What I Value Most
Yesterday would have been my mother’s 66th birthday. She didn’t make it to her 55th though; she died of ovarian cancer. The tumor was the size of a grapefruit when it was discovered, three weeks before my college graduation. The doctors said that she probably wouldn’t live four months, but that was only because they […]
NUNU Pt. 2: We Mad Now!
Well, church. My pastor spoke a prophetic word when he said, “As long as you great, haters gon’ hate.” Just as the NUNU: No Uncles, No Uterus movement got off the ground, a huge scandal broke out in a southern megachurch. A group of parents recently accused Pastor John Jenkins(who goes by Uncle Pastor) of […]
NUNU: No Uncles, No Uterus
Gentle reader, I write this post with a heavy heart. To address the current crisis of my people, I must revisit the great depravity of my own childhood in order to highlight the disaster that is the contemporary American family: I, like countless contemporary children, grew up without an uncle in my life. I know, […]
Sticks, Stones & Microphones
I can still hear a whisper (song). Arms oval. Neck curled. Hips sway to the familiar southern bass from a black (male) speaker rapping to me the dance floor. Before I could face the voice coaxing me to move, he drops his hook—a line about a violent sexual fantasy, a common come-on echoed in hip […]
On Eddie Long and #NWNW
So I’m trying to write a dissertation and support some really amazing disability justice activist friends of mine so I really don’t have time to be messin’ around with this Eddie Long/#NWNW business but… Here I go. This will be real quick though. Promise. Point by point even. Abusing children ≠ “gay” – I am […]
Fish Dreams and Fantasies: Contemplating Motherhood
Fish dreams signal pregnancy in my family. The premonition, which was mostly my grandmother’s or another maternal figure, has been consistent and accurate for as long as I can remember. All girl children were implicated by any dream that featured fish. . . Menses signaled to my family that I was to be watched, warned, […]
The Evidence of Things Not Seen: Sex and Power in the Black Church
Last night, I watched the interview of Jamaal Parris, one of four young men who has come forward accusing Atlanta mega church pastor Eddie Long of sexual abuse and coercion. When the story of Long’s alleged sexual abuse of these young men hit news outlets last week, I was shocked and reluctant to comment. You see […]
