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The Tyra Banks Meltdown.
“America is God’s Crucible, the great Melting-Pot where all the races of Europe are melting and reforming”. On September 6th 1909 The Melting Pot, a stage play written by Israel Zangwill, opened at the...
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You Poor Black Fool!
You are not skint or poor but you are certainly impoverished with a poverty that is as cerebral as bankruptcy can be emotional. It is an impoverishment that is less sure of its place in the world than...
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Believe In Black Love.
Excuse me but I still believe in black love. I still believe there are enough of us to love and this isn’t about the colour of his face, this is about the aftertaste of “love” once it has left my mouth...
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Ruby Dee.
Just three more days until the end of Mocktober – aka Black History Month – and then we can all go back to celebrating the achievements of black persons in Britain and across the globe once again. This...
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Blackface. Bad Taste.
The act of applying burnt cork onto a white face during a minstrel show to disseminate a negative image of enslaved blacks first arrived in the American imagination in 1830 when Thomas “Daddy” Rice,...
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Olivia Pope and The Pursuit of Unhappiness
The daughter of Susanna, an African slave, and John Hemings, an English sea captain, Sally Hemings (1773-1835) was an enslaved mixed race woman who had six children with her owner; one of the founding...
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My Inbox. My Diaspora.
You: Where are you from? Me: London. You: What’s your background? Me: I’m a tenor. You: No, I mean, your parents … Me: What about them? You: Where are they from? Me: Jamaica. You: So you’re Jamaican....
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Naked In Bed.
Overburden. One last time. Heavy eyes for the third son rise like light black sunrise does in the morning of my nighttime dreams with their here-nor-there-themes; in trapped thoughts and all that black...
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Right As Rain.
I dreamt the smell of a thousand crystal clear bombs shattering on the perspex shelter where she waited for the wrong bus with other mid-morning blacks at the end of another riotous night filled with...
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A Fire Within.
Over the past weekend, from corner to corner, my Facebook timeline has been flooded with some rather intense vilification. There are the “black christians” criticising the US Supreme Court’s ruling...
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