FYI, having a bunch of people in which NO ONE is visibly a person of color because they are THAT pale and THAT white-passing DOES NOT COUNT AS DIVERSITY.
It’s lazy, is what it is.
I KNOW there are people of color who are very pale and white-passing, btw. But the overwhelming majority of people of color are NOT.
I’m not going to congratulate anything that claims to have brown people but the brown people look white.
It’s NOT diversity, it’s making white people comfortable.
Also, miss me with that the-really-light-skinned-and-white-passing-racially-ambiguous-woman-COULD-be-black bs. If I gotta look that hard and try to guess if she’s black or not guess what, it’s a FAIL. I’m tired of playing the guessing game.
i will still be blogging pictures of some fabulous looking Black women tho. yes Alfre!
She looks very regal and elegant.
Reblog if you’re fat.
Mother and daughters: left to right- Dr. Amina Mohamed, Dr. Hawa Abdi and Dr. Deqo Mohamed;
“They are Women of the Year because: “They are fearless. Their life’s purpose is to be of service to Somali refugees, and their unwavering fortitude in the face of insurmountable obstacles is a testament to the warrior spirit of women.”
—Iman, cosmetics executive, model and 2006 Woman of the Year, born in Somalia
On a still, hot morning last May, hundreds of Islamist militants invaded the massive displaced-persons camp that Dr. Hawa Abdi runs near Mogadishu, Somalia. They surrounded the 63-year-old ob-gyn’s office, holding her hostage and taking control of the camp. “Women can’t do things like this,” they threatened.
Dr. Abdi, who is equal parts Mother Teresa and Rambo, was unfazed. Every day in Somalia brings new violence as bands of rebels rove ungoverned. Today Somalia remains what the U.N. calls one of the
worst humanitarian crises in the world. On that morning in May, Dr. Abdi challenged her captors: “What have you done for society?” The thugs stayed a week, leaving only after the U.N. and others advocated on her behalf. Dr. Abdi then, of course, got back to work.
Her lifesaving efforts started in 1983, when she opened a one-room clinic on her family farm. As the government collapsed, refugees flocked to her, seeking food and care. Today she runs a camp housing approximately 90,000 people, mostly women and children because, as she says, “the men are dead, fighting, or have left Somalia to find work.” While Dr. Abdi has gotten some help, many charities refuse to enter Somalia. “It’s the most dangerous country,” says Kati Marton, a board member of Human Rights Watch. “Dr. Abdi is just about the only one doing anything.” Her greatest support: two of her daughters, Deqo, 35, and Amina, 30, also doctors, who often work with her. Despite the bleak conditions, Dr. Abdi sees a glimmer of hope. “Women can build stability,” she says. “We can make peace.”
Cecil Williams in the 1950s - and today. I am taking the liberty of posting Mr. Williams again so people can see him now. From my original post: I thought about this searing, beautiful picture today in light of recent events in the United States. I, like many others, shared it a few years ago on my blog, but it was only today that I finally found the name of the man in the photograph! His name is Cecil Williams and, he happens to be a photographer himself. The photo was probably taken by Mr. Williams mentor, John Goodwin, who joined him for a talk at Richland Library in Columbia, South Carolina in September 2013 about their experiences as black photographers in South Carolina during Jim Crow and the Civil Rights era. Mr. Williams, an Orangeburg, South Carolina native was a correspondent for Jet Magazine when he was only 15 and made national news after shooting some crucial pictures after the 1968 Orangeburg Massacre. This picture of Mr. Williams currently hangs over the water fountain on the Garden level of the Richland Library in Columbia, South Carolina.
Zine Interview: Omega Sirius Moon
When you look into the mirror what do you see?
What is your name?
Omega Sirius Moon
Where are you from?
Originally…A tri-nary star system about 73 light years from Earth.
What have been some of your expirences growing up?
You know, chasing nebula trails, hitching rides on shooting stars, tryna see who could hold on the longest without falling into the void.
If you could talk to kids growing up in a similiar situation as you, what would you tell them?
Hold on tight when you star surfin’ kid.
How do you feel blackness impacts your life?
Well, Im more like blue-black. Indigenous Black/ Native, space age melanin courses my veins and Im happy to have it. Being a child of the SUN is one of the greatest gifts we could have been given in this time. Melanin has so many magical uses and powers!
How has blackness impacted your family?
We were raised to believe that everything you need you came into being with. We were taught that our minds have no ceilings and any thoughts that involved self doubt, pity, sympathy or hand outs were not allowed. Being black/native has made/makes us Proud, Pompous, Fiery and Equipped.
How did you get into a somewhat alternative lifestyle and how has that effected your life?
My life style is only alternative when compared to others. I don’t make those types of comparisons. My square is my own. I’m living life freed up and no limits and THAT feels fucking radical.
What is the name of your current musical group where are you all based?
Our band is called OSM (omega sirius moon). We are out here in BROOKLYN USA
How long has it been going?
This current version of OSM which includes myself (guitar and vocals) and Supremo Massiv on drums. And its been less than a year.
What Was it like When for you first starting off with this project?
HaHaHA. Turns out everything i thought was a pitfall was a blessing in-disguise and that continues to be the truth.
How would you describe it’s sound?
That’s easy. LOUD. Beautifully Brutal.
What are some things that you stuggle with personally that exist in society today?
I Dont really think in terms of struggle. I see new opportunities to prove my strength or strengthen my power.
If you could wave your hand and change black people what would we be like?
We’d be more aware of our beauty and power.
If you could wave your hand and change our society what would it look like?
It’d be more balanced economically.
Are there any particular messages you wish to convey to your audience?
Name one black person or group of black people everybody should know about and why?
Nah But I would tell everybody to tap into some sacred geometry, fire languages, numerology, earth power & star magic. I will tell yall that if you wanna be seen different, you gotta see differently. If you wanna be heard different, you gotta hear differently. We need to go back waaaayyyy back before black waaaay before blue, to our gaseous form, our original consciousness sprung forth from the Ultimate Black. The Mighty Black Void.Thats the power we need to be tapping into in this Age. Our parents and Grand Parents where carrying the signs and marching. We still trying to make new moves off of old energy. NOT GONNA HAPPEN. Be Black but be BIGGER than Black. Be the ALL. That’s that black Black. Nothing can be divided from or added to THE ALL. Be that ocean of DIVINE POWER that is here as a resource for all beings living in harmony with nature. NOTHING can fuck with that type of POWER. NOTHING is greater than THE ALL.
As for your music do you have any upcoming releases, show dates or projects coming up people should tune into?
A shit ton of gigs!!!!! (mostly in NYC, Some LA gigs in Spring & plans to go abroad. We are everywhere, (BOOK US @ omegasiriusmoon.com)
We have just released a NEW RECORD!!! Called The ANTIHERO Project!!!!! & A new video for our single DESTROY!!!!!. Currently recording some new nu
Where can people find your music?
Our music is on our site OmegaSiriusMoon.com
along with all of our videos and a contact form incase someone wants to reach us.
How do you feel right now?
Charged the fuck up!!
I’m about to make a kale ginger lemon juice. Powerz.
Black Excellence taking over Sochi ‘14 - Bobsleigh (Part I)
Joel Fearon, Great Britain
Lamin Deen, Great Britain
Lascelles Brown, Canada
Bryan Barnett, Canada
Neville Wright, Canada
It’s not always about sex, sometimes the best type of intimacy is where you just lay back, laugh together at the stupidest things, hold each other, and enjoy each others company…
Anthologies of Science Fiction and Fantasy by People of Color
— Alberta St.
Stopped to talk to Damos outside The Know.
Originally from Georgia, he is studying to be a welder. He likes Portland much more than Georgia.
Today In Black History: February 3, 1988
- In Montgomery, Alabama, Thomas Reed, president of the Alabama chapter of the NAACP, was arrested after he and 13 others attempted to strike a Confederate flag flying atop the state capitol building.
"It’s a flag that black people in Alabama, the South and the nation resent … (as do) the better-thinking white people," said Reed, who received death threats after announcing his intentions to remove the flag. "It tends to remind us of a sorrowful past, a past of deprivation, neglect, division and slavery."
Throughout the Deep South — Mississippi, Georgia, South Carolina and Alabama — the NAACP waged a battle against official government use of the Rebel flag. But no one took it as far as Reed.
First, he unsuccessfully tried to talk Alabama Gov. Guy Hunt into removing the flag from the old Capitol building, which was locked and under renovation.
During a reconnaissance mission, Reed spoke to workers who were painting the Capitol dome. From that, he worked out an elaborate scheme to scale the 8- foot-high fence with a 12-foot ladder, climb a spiral stairway to the base of the dome, then climb three more ladders to the cupola and the ropes holding the flags.
Just after noon, Reed answered roll call at the opening of the Alabama Legislature. Then, as promised, he donned blue coveralls and gathered his troops in front of the State House for the effort.
What followed was itself a surreal moment of pure symbolism: dozens of Klansmen and other white Southerners waving huge Confederate battle flags and singing Dixie, while black legislators and activists strode arm-in-arm across the street toward the Capitol, adding a twist to an old civil-rights song — “Ain’t gonna let the Confederate flag turn me around …”
Reed and 13 of his colleagues clutched the fence surrounding the Capitol, briefly trying to scale it as troopers pulled their arms from the fence. Without handcuffs, scuffling or argument, they were escorted to waiting buses, brought to the county jail and booked on criminal trespassing charges.
The crowd, several hundred strong when curious state office workers and reporters were counted, cheered as the 14 were taken away and the flag remained untouched.
Minutes later, the crowds dispersed and Montgomery streets were quiet once again.
Reed had seemed to prove how deep a chord the Rebel flag strikes in the South. People reacted as if their entire Southern pride, heritage and history were in danger of being yanked away by removing it from a flagpole.
The Confederate battle flag, called the “Southern Cross” or the cross of St. Andrew, has been described variously as a proud emblem of Southern heritage and as a shameful reminder of slavery and segregation. In the past, several Southern states flew the Confederate battle flag along with the U.S. and state flags over their statehouses. Others incorporated the controversial symbol into the design of their state flags. The Confederate battle flag has also been appropriated by the Ku Klux Klan and other racist hate groups. According to the Southern Poverty Law Center, more than 500 extremist groups use the Southern Cross as one of their symbols.
“They tore my sweater and jeans off in the holding cell. There were three or four of them – men – a female guard was watching,” Joy I. told me. “I tried to sit up and they pepper sprayed me twice. They kept pushing me down and tearing my clothes off.”
Joy (a pseudonym) was recounting her experience when the RCMP arrested her in 2011 after breaking up a fight in which she was being beaten up. It was the summer of 2012, and my colleagues and I were conducting research for a Human Rights Watch investigation into police mistreatment of native women and girls in northern British Columbia. Joy hesitated to talk but ultimately came forward to offer her recollection of her encounter with the police. The police, she said, took her clothes and left her in the cell in her underwear for the rest of the night. The next morning the police released her without charges – and, she said, without allowing her to put her pants back on. “I had to walk back to my brother’s like that – no pants; clothes in bag.”
Photo: Highway 16, sometimes referred to as “the Highway of Tears” in recognition of the women and girls who have gone missing or been murdered in its vicinity, in northern British Columbia. July 2012. © Samer Muscati/Human Rights Watch