Mulatto Moments in “Post Racial” America.
Today was my first day at Camp Obama. I’m sure some would wonder why it took me so long. Truth is I’m a cynic. I’d rather imagine the good in people than face people and be disappointed. It’s a fear. And like all my fears, I eventually get around to the confrontation. I think of [...]
The easiest place to start is at the tears. And for me it was the mention of the white grandmother “who loves me as much as she loves anything in this world.”
I remember first really connecting to my black American self reading the Autobiography of Malcolm X while traveling in Europe. I was [...]
Prompted by Paul Krugman’s Op-Ed piece and blog today claiming venom from Barck Obama’s supporters with regard to Hillary Clinton’s campaign and alledged race baiting–which Krugman attributes actually to the media–I’ve just watched the YouTube video of the question and answer that started this conversation about MLK and LBJ. It is the reporter who [...]
A couple days ago I added the subtitle: “Mulatto Moments in ‘Post-Racial’ America.” Of course I hope that everyone here would recognize the jest: how could you really have “mulatto moments” if there weren’t discoveries that weren’t based in truly segregated realities? But I’m consistently surprised. Years ago I used in a song: ‘The colorblind [...]