Diverse Representation on TV: Don’t Forget about the Kids

Over the last several years, at least to my knowledge, there has been a big push to see more representation of people of color and immigrants on television. And this is good. As our nation becomes increasingly diverse, there is a need to see faces of television that actually reflect the makeup of the U.S. …

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The Push for Human Solidarity and Connectivity

In this world, or at least in this part of it, we are socially conditioned to walk past each other. Seldom do we stop to engage, to say hi or listen to each others stories. Sometimes we make excuses for not doing so - we are rushing to our next meeting, we are fearful of …

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The Black Body: Prophets Against Empire

And I will grant authority to my two witnesses, and they will prophesy for twelve hundred and sixty days, clothed in sackcloth.” 4 These are the two olive trees and the two lampstands that stand before the Lord of the earth. 5 And if anyone wants to harm them, fire flows out of their mouth …

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Jordan, Marbury, and the Global Retail Industry

My daughter was recently gifted her first, and probably her last, pair of Jordans. Though I would have preferred her to opt for something different, you know like Adidas or K Swiss, my fashion forward five year old persisted: “Mommy, these are purple, though.” So we went with the purple Jordans because to a five …

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Syria and the Limits of Human Compassion

The image of three year old Aylan Kurdi’s lifeless body laying face down on the shores of Turkey haunts me. I cannot stand it. As a mother of two young children myself, I look at him and I want to howl. I want to scream. I want to shake my fists at the heaven and …

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On Kindergarten and Little Black Girls

My daughter started kindergarten last week. And it was bittersweet. On the one hand, I was excited to see her transition out of daycare into the formal system of education - a transition that clearly indicated that my precious five year old, the one who I carried for 9 months, nursed for 2 years, and …

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