12.28.17

Habari gani: Ujima

Collective work and responsibility.

To build and maintain our community together and make our brothers’ and sisters’ problems our problems and to solve them together.

The Day is on Its Way] I wrote a post earlier this year about one of Chance the Rapper’s performance on Fallon. He was accompanied by 2017 stand out, Daniel Caesar. And if you’ll take a sec to click back to that post, it gave me all my life.

I can’t say it enough. I really feel like Chance is a man of the people. A leader in the community for sure. The amazing thing about the whole BLM movement is that there isn’t one single leader. Leadership is a team sport and I think we’re starting to see the evidence of that through social media, society, and even in the music.

I write a lot about music and 2017 was a good year. Really the past few years have produced some iconic artists. I got to go to Afropunk this year for the first time and a bitch lived. I flew to D.C. first to link up with the homie, Reu, and then the game began.We lived our own, black ass Jumanji adventure that weekend. Being there felt so right. There was nothing but good vibes, good weed, and good music, and if I’m telling the truth, I don’t know if ever felt a stronger sense of belonging and acceptance than while I was there.

Freedom.

It’s true what they say about finding strength in numbers. As we go into 2018, I want to collaborate more. I want to share more. I want to do more for the community in what ways that I can.

Collective work and responsibility.

Am I my brother’s keeper?

Sho nuf. Ya dig?

12.26.17

My family’s celebrated Kwanzaa since I was a kid. I always kind of felt like it was a special thing and in many respects, it means more to me than Christmas.

Today’s the first day of Kwanzaa.

Habari gani? Umoja

Umoja means unity.

I write a lot of social commentary. That’s really the reason d’etre for the ethnic hair section.

These are dark times, there is no denying.

The forces that seek to divide and destroy us seem plenty. From the election of Donald Trump, police, the Justice system, the American government and really just white people, in general, it’s starting to look like we could be witnessing an unprecedented era of division, distrust, and disappointment.

In layman’s terms, it’s getting hectic out this bitch.

Like, fuuuuuuuck.

But even while knowing all that, I kinda fuck with the idea of the downfall of the republic. College has made me quite the anarchist.

Cause it might honestly do us some good???? Maybe we’ll realize life is so much more rewarding when we stand together???? Like maybe social stratifications and economic gaps and racism and sexism and xenophobia are all byproducts of a single source????

If we get through life, we get through together. And we’ll all realize it sooner or later.

Idk, this is my second attempt at doing a Kwanzaa series. Last year’s was a fail lol but I’ve been reflecting on my content from this past year and I want to take this week to try to unpack all that shit. I have a lot more material to reflect on so this should be interesting.

Umoja means unity, y’all.

Happy Kwanzaa, y’all.

Leveling Up

I’ve been doing this blogging thing for about a year now.

When I first started this particular blog, I was a little worried it would go the way of my other blogs. Yeah, I’ve tried blogging a few times in the past and never really could stick with it. Perhaps I didn’t quite know what I wanted to talk about yet. I hadn’t really cultivated my own voice. Maybe I just didn’t have enough life experience to generate consistent content. For whatever reason, I’ve failed at this several times in the past. So this is definitely a personal accomplishment for me.

In 2017, I finished college. I maintained a blog. I bought my own gym membership. I’m sure I did some other things too, but they just aren’t coming to mind at the moment.

In 2018, I’m trying to push the blog full throttle. I like my piece of internet pie and I’m here to stay. This year has shown me that I can be consistent and I can make good content.

So, we ain’t going nowhere but up in 2018.

Whose Mans Is This?

You know… I went to sleep on November 8th confident that Hillary Clinton would be my next president. Then I woke up the next morning, saw the headlines, and thought, “Well, this ought to be fun.”

And y’all, what a ride this has been.

Whose mans is this? Can somebody get him before he kills us all?

I don’t look at the news anymore because that would be a frivolous exercise. But from what I’ve seen and heard through the streets and via twitter, this shit’s going downhill fast.

Y’know, I had a class with a guy who was an avid Trump supporter, last semester. When asked why, the only thing he could give me was that “Hillary is liar.”

And so is your mammy – for telling you that you were special as a child.

I’ve been fighting the urge for the past six months to track him down and ask, “How’s that working out for you?”

Before General George put the presidency down after two terms, he specifically gave this party system the side eye in his farewell address, essentially telling America that this party shit is cool or whatever, but don’t let that shit distract you from the real issues.

And now, some 230 years later, we’re suffering from the very thing he warned against – hyperpartisanship.

Donald Trump is the poster child for putting party before country and look where that shit’s got us.

America when will you learn to learn from the past? In the grand scheme of things, 230 years ain’t that long and in those 230 years, America has probably done more irreversible damage to this earth than the thousands of years of war, famine, and plagues that came before.

This man is single-handedly dismantling all the hopes and dreams of the leaders that came before… and ya mans did that.