“Are we just waiting for everyone on the other side to die, so we can declare victory?” This might be the question we ask ourselves as we observe our behavior and the behavior of others ...
“You are a Joseph,” my mother used to say to me. It was her way of saying I was a bridge between people. A connector of the unexpected sort. I’ve always known this to be ...
I originally shared this on May 30th. And unsurprisingly, you can substitute “last night” in the first paragraph for any point in time over the past four weeks and it is still relevant. This is ...
Listen for the pop of the cork. I was talking with a group of friends, recently. Three of us are Black, two are White. We can rap about almost anything. We’re all engaged in our ...