• Politics & Race
    White Fright and the Politics of Privilege

    One of the biggest problems with people of privilege is they believe that their personal feelings should trump any and every other thing—including laws and facts. When their safety, property or even their simple comfort is in jeopardy, their response is always to close ranks and put their wagon train in a circle. You see, white fright is bigger than the Constitution, data or even the truth because whenever there is a crisis, the privileged automatically go into the default mode of “protect mine,” and in the psyche of privilege, everything—the country, the schools, and the neighborhoods—is all theirs.

  • Humor
    I Figured Out When Donald Trump Thought America Was “Great”

    Most people would wrongly assign the time of Trump’s “Great America” to a period somewhere during the 1980’s. After all, the official Republican party platform requires each GOP candidate to perform figurative fellatio on the memory of the conservative messiah - Ronald Reagan. But, whenever anyone removes the Gipper's dead dick from their mouth long enough to wades through the actual facts of the Reagan’s presidential term (high unemployment,a terrible economy, Iran-Contra, the beginning of the crack epidemic and the drug war, etc.) they begin to see that the 80’s weren’t as terrific as you’d think they were. Plus, the decade that gave birth to Milli Vanilli and the mullet can’t be great, by definition.

  • Humor
    The Ten Commandments of One Night Stands

    One of the trickiest things about one-time flings is selecting a partner who understands and knows what it is. There’s nothing worse than thinking you had a mysterious night of passion and romance, and having that thirsty nigga show up at your job with flowers the next day, talmbout “can we go out to lunch?”

  • Entertainment & Culture
    Tuskegee, Missouri and How to Build a Black Beast

    Last weekend historic Tuskegee University celebrated its 2015 Homecoming in the usual style of an HBCU - unrestrained revelry flavored with the history and nostalgia to which the “Black Ivy League” institution is accustomed. The Montgomery Advertiser sent Albert Cesare - noted for his photojournalism and lack of melanin - to document the weekend, and he returned with what can only be described as a clusterfuck of insults and gut-punches meant to demean the legendary institution, and by proxy - her graduates.