I had THE best day!! I woke up, made my husband a nice breakfast and chilled with him, snugglin. We both fell asleep with full bellies. When we woke up, we made love. Oh, it was sooooooo good. That man. At around 11 am, I shouted to my 14 and 18 yo that we’re rollin out by 11:30. Everyone showered and got dressed, then we got on the freeway on our way to San Jose!! Curtis Mayfield sang to us to “Move on Up”, as I passed slow ass trucks on our two hour drive.
Year of the Dragon rocked the fuck out of their set. I got to talk with Walt before they went on. He said he wasn’t feeling too good. Later, Roderick found me and thanked me for coming out. I introduced him to my kids and asked him if he were still in pain from his recent surgery. His arm looked swollen.
Then Fishbone played an outside stage!!! Mar and Veta had NO idea!!! We ALL rocked the fuck out, dancing, screaming and jumping. Angelo was all in the crowd, of course, and Mar was trying to grab the mic to sing. And of course Mar knew the words to the songs, I’ve been playing them since he was a little one!! I jumped in the little mosh pit, for about two minutes! Veta got scared and pulled me out. Ha! There was this beautiful Black man I had met earlier and he found me in the front. Veta pulled me away from him, too, when we were dancing VERY close! Ha! I guess she felt that HER mom shouldn’t have her hips and butt moving and swaying on some man’s front side, unless it was her daddy!!!! Yeah, I hugged that man quite a bit. Hee hee hee.
Seeing Walt and Roderick and Rocky and Norwood (and wishing him a Happy Birthday) and Angelo, felt like seeing family. Talking to them off and on stage felt like hanging with brothas I grew up with. But then again, 25 years IS growing up with them! Singing “Ma and Pa” and “Cholly” took me right back to my undergrad years. Seeing my son singing along to “Everyday Sunshine”, I almost lost it. The tears hit me. I wish everyday the sun would sun, just like today. I feel so blessed and loved and happy!!
Fishbone Soldier for life!
"Black man, you are on your own" - Steve Biko (18 December 1946 – 12 September 1977).
September 12th, marks the day South Africa anti-Apartheid activist and Black Consciousness leader Steve Biko was killed in police custody in Pretoria. Biko had been arrested a month earlier in Port Elizabeth where he had been detained and tortured, resulting in him falling into a coma.
Nearly dead and suffering a serious and untreated head injury, Biko was transported to Pretoria by car and died shortly after his arrival at the prison there. Police at the time would claim and broadcast to the world that Biko died due to a hunger strike but an autopsy and photographs taken of Biko postmortem, exposed with the help of journalists Donald Woods and Helen Zille, revealed that he had died as a result of the injuries he sustained whilst in police custody.
Today, nearly 40 years after his death at age 30, we remember a man that fought for an end to the brutality he and countless others suffered and still do today. The fight is far from over.
A luta continua!
MisSpelled is about five girls who mysteriously acquire magical abilities and how they learn to deal with them and one another. It’s funny and comedic and tons of fun for you and your friends. MisSpelled features an all women of color cast as well as a variety of body sizes.
I was hoping you’d spread this with the community. So often we clamor for more diversity in media and then projects like this (without the financial support of a network) fall by the wayside. Please help us keep MisSpelled alive!
We also had the girls do a video on “Casting in Hollywood” which I think is a good piece for writers to keep in mind when writing for their shows.
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Cuba to send doctors to Ebola areas
Cuba is sending 165 health workers to help tackle the Ebola outbreak in West Africa, officials say.
Doctors, nurses and infection control specialists will travel to Sierra Leone in October and stay for six months.
The announcement comes as the World Health Organization says new cases in West Africa are increasing faster than the capacity to manage them.
More than 2,400 people have died from the virus in recent months and some 4,700 people have been infected.
The death toll remains highest in Liberia, Sierra Leone and Guinea.
The U.S should be ashamed of itself for not offering the Zmapp drug to West African nations. Zmapp has been shown to cure Ebola right away. Fuck the USA as always.
I WNDHAHSHAHS RND
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"Being gay is not something white people brought to us. Africans have been gay for centuries." -Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
While there is a lot of appropriate rage about Ferguson right now, the killing of John Crawford, III is getting less attention than it deserves. I put Shaun King’s tweets and history lesson on the matter in chronological order for easier consumption.
You really should be following Shaun King on Twitter.
pansexuals have the ability to communicate with pans. we share secrets. we speak to the pans in your house. we know what you did.
I dont think people know how deep misogynoir runs in the standard of beauty.
People go on about “well just ignore those who dont want you! Just be confident!” often are the ones who are within the realm of what attractive is (especially white women)
They offer platitudes of “oh but you’re beautiful” but it really means nothing when I’m the woman a man of any other race would never bring to his mother because of the international antiblackness that runs deep. But I’m good for an easy fuck tho cus “black girls are good in bed”
Or I’m relegated to Mammy, the one to be the purse holding sidekick to the lighter, whiter and skinnier women in the circle, the one who gets stuck with the reluctant guy who is winging for his friends so they can talk to the “hotter chick.”
How the hell I found self esteem is really baffling to me sometimes because the world sure does love to tell me how I’m too fat, too black and too nappy headed to deserve love and affection.
My baby called me and told me she is running for Vice President, and wanted to read me her speech.
I couldn’t be more proud of her.So they had the election and she didn’t win, her little heart is so broken. It’s ok though, when she’s changing the world and becomes the president of this fucked up ass country she’ll look back on this. Win or lose I’m my baby’s biggest fan
Would you guys mind doing me a favor? I normally wouldn’t ask you all to do this but would you reblog this so I can show my sister? All of the notes will count as all the votes she didn’t get. I just want her to feel better and I think this would warm her little heart.
© Thulani Mbele 2013
Saturday morning, over 1,000 people march for justice for Michael Brown.
1) There’s the fascinating poster from 1965, with artwork that captures the social and political turmoil, particularly around the US Civil Rights battle for equality for African Americans, and the rich cultural ferment, of that time.
2) It also shows the name of a famous pawnbroker’s shop that was hit during the 1943 Harlem Uprising. What led to the uprising? You guessed it! White policeman shot and wounded a black soldier who was inquiring about a black woman who had been arrested by the cops.
My cousin is still missing, so please signal boost and if you or someone you know knows anything, please call.
Or the movie will center around one of Mike Brown’s white high school teachers and the anguish she felt after Mike was murdered. The movie will show how she would cry herself to sleep watching the unrest in Ferguson on TV, from her home in an affluent St. Louis suburb. “Why are you crying, Mommy?” her little blonde haired 4 yo daughter asks her. As she embraces her baby girl, she realizes that SHE can save Ferguson by having her students write about their feelings and lives. She’ll make millions from using their words in a book to teach other white teachers how to save Black children by journaling and writing! While being interviewed on every talk show, she will proclaim, “Black children aren’t treated fairly!!” The audience will go wild. And fade to back.
The Events in Ferguson will one day make a great movie for white people to feel guilty about and give an academy award to
and the story will revolve around a white journalist who ultimately realizes that wow, we’re all human