In 2016, Blackness is loved and hated; envied and despised; iconic and criminal; embraced and feared all at the same time. It is marked by hopefulness, sadness, brilliance, anxiety, rage and joy. It is the sauce and the lemonade.
I’ve never put on a hood and dressed up like a ghost. I’ve never been to a white power rally. I don’t tell ‘those’ kinds of jokes. Even better, when I hear them, I don’t keep quiet, but I admonish the jokester. I’ve never given preferential treatment to any of my students. I’ve had black […]