I'm pretty sure there is no box for that. You might need a suitcase for all of that. And knowing that will not likely help you to relate to me, understand me or know me any more than you did five seconds ago.
During my writer's journey, I've come across an interesting question that I think every writer (and non-writer) can relate to: what makes something or someone authentic?
As a black man, my heart aches over the disproportionate numbers of men and boys of color left back by schools, left out of jobs and caught up in crime. As a black public official, I am struck by how little appetite there seems to be among law makers to deal with the root causes of this.
There is a crisis that demands our urgent attention. For the last four decades, this country has been obsessed with expanding the number of people we throw behind bars and the length of time we hold them there.
As an openly gay and openly trans* person of color, I hear from so many folks about how homophobic my people are. I even hear many folks of color tell me about how much more homophobic black and Latino folks are, but is that all really true?
If I were a sculptor, I would create a memorial to all those who have suffered from its poisonous and debilitating affects. I would construct the word out of deeply scarred and rusted steel to symbolize its onerous antiquity and unfortunate endurance. I would make the letters as tall as the average person to suggest that human beings, not animals, were demeaned by this word.
Patty was a wonderful stepmom. Sweet and kind, she treated my sister and me like we were her very own. She worked for the airlines and often had a crazy, upside-down schedule, yet she never failed to be a loving force for good.
If we're really to humour the idea that only white people can be racist, what about the rest of the world where white people don't figure? Those African countries wiping out their neighbours are doing it just for the power, silly - perish the very idea that genocide or ethnic cleansing has anything to do with racism...
During her acceptance speech, Lupita Nyong'o eloquently remarked: "No matter where you're from, your dreams are valid." We should continue to fight for comprehensive immigration reform that can provide every talented person the opportunity to succeed in the greatest nation on Earth.
Someone, such as Adegbile, would have thoughtfully and aggressively enforced the nation's civil rights and voting rights which are exactly the very thing that the GOP has done everything possible to undermine. Now we can add a troop of timid and self-serving Democrats to that shameful list.
Gay men's relationships with our fathers are often fraught, to say the least. But without a father's loving support and kicks-in-the-butt as needed, research suggests that the odds already stacked against us in enjoying good mental health and staying HIV-negative grow even steeper.
March marks Women's History Month -- a time for celebrating women's historic gains and achievements. But, equally important, especially in this sluggish economic recovery, is amplifying the contemporary economic challenges women continue to face, including the uphill climb to retirement security.
This week I talked with actor Pam Grier -- legendary for her starring roles in Foxy Brown and Jackie Brown, and for her role as Kit Porter on The L Word -- about Dining Out for Life, being a spokesperson for this fabulous event and her spin on LGBT issues.
So then this new idea came along. Since we can't get rid of it, since we can't let it go -- let's embrace it. Let's reinvent it. Let's endear it. Well folks, we've had our little experiment and let me just tell you, it's failed miserably. Yes miserably.
On its face, sure, the President's initiative seems small. In fact the $150 million that has already been invested in the program could probably go a long way to improving circumstances for male youth of color in Chicago alone. But it is a step in the right direction.
Last week, President Obama unveiled his My Brothers Keeper initiative one day after the anniversary of the murder of Trayvon Martin and as the nation still grapples with the hung jury on the murder charge in the Michael Dunn case,.
By Karu F. Daniels, AOL Black Voices
New York's hip-hop radio shock jock Miss Jones didn't mince words about her fellow broadcasting colleagues Wendy Williams and DJ Star in her new book, 'Have You Met Miss Jones? The Life and Loves of Radio's Most Controversial Diva.'
The book, published by One World/Random House, hit shelves this week.
And the tome -- written with Sabrina Lamb -- has had tongues wagging -- especially in The Big Apple, where Jonesy (as she is known) shares a cluttered radio landscape with the nationally syndicated radio veteran Williams, and her former HOT-97 counterpart turned morning show rival, legally known as Troi Torain.
"A knuckle-dragging motherf#$%& wearing tight, high-water pants that emphasized how small his nuts were," is how Jones (legally known as Tarsha Nicole Jones) described the 'Object of Hate: The Prequel' author, upon seeing him "hanging out" at the station in 1998.
"His pants barely reached the top of his black, run-over Chuck Taylor sneakers," she continued about the introduction to the on-air personality whom she claimed connived to take her morning show slot while feigning personal sympathy with her best industry galpal at the time, Charisse Rose (from Changing Faces).
Tracy Cloherty, a former Emmis Broadcasting Corporation big-wig who ran HOT- 97, is portrayed as a low-down, lying, celebrity-seeking, bitch who often criticized Jones's show without offering any tools. Jones later found out that she lied about promoting her Motown album 'The Other Woman' on the influential station.
Cloherty wound up helping propel Torain, who was initially brought on as a "writer of radio copy" for Jones's show, into an overnight radio sensation, on the other hand.
"Tracy and Star were kindred spirits," she writes. "They shared the same kind of perverse humor. Very sexually depraved and misogynistic. Tracy was into that. She liked that Howard Stern-type shit and listened to Stern every morning."
That's much -- especially considering Cloherty is now programming K-Rock, Stern's former radio home.
Torain, never one to pull any punches himself, responded to Jones's revelations in his usually bold fashion. "Although I haven't owned a pair of Chuck Taylors since 1978, I must say there's nothing sexier than a scorned black bitch," he told 'The New York Daily News' earlier this week.
The female friendly Williams, on the other hand, once shared a close association with Jones while ruling the roost as the top draw on Hot-97.
Or so Jones thought.
"Ever since I pulled a weekend shift at HOT-97, Wendy Williams has attacked me whenever the mood struck her," she said of the best-selling, nationally syndicated multimedia diva. "My mistake was not shutting her down sooner."
"Her insecure ass was focused on me, though I am younger and contracted on a completely different radio station and in an opposite time slot," she continued.
She also called Williams, who referred her for a job at a Philadelphia radio station years ago, "transparent" and "so dramatic."
"In her position, she should be professionally riding the wave as a leader of the pack or sharing the torch gracefully, knowing she will get love from young ones like myself who desire mentorship. Wendy wants to not only hold on to the torch, but also crush anyone who dares to have aspirations for success. Her justification has always been: 'I'm not helping nobody, because nobody helped me.'"
Queries to Wendy Williams' radio station assistant/publicist Nicole Spence were not answered today.
"It's a shame that Star and Wendy wanted me dead in radio. But to God be the glory, I'm still here," Jones concluded.