Some days you have one of those “I’m feeling really cute today” days. Yesterday was one of those days.
On last night’s episode of Insecure, Molly quipped that she thought open relationships were some white people shit. OK, she didn’t say it exactly like that, but that was indeed her point.
Consensual non-monogamous relationships are are not just for white people. I wrote a piece on The Root discussion my own experience with it.
Many of us were raised on the idea that we would grow up and find one person that we would marry and be with forever until death do us part. We would have children with this person, buy a home with this person, and build a life with this person that would look like some combination of all the ‘perfect’ families we watched on television and live happily ever after in monogamy.
If there’s a cure for this, I don’t want it. If there’s a remedy, I’ll run from it.
With so much craziness happening in this country this weekend, I took long breaks from social media over the weekend and indulged in self-care in the form of multiple orgasms. It was glorious.
I’m usually plugged in and connected all the time, but I found myself disconnecting a lot this weekend, locked in my apartment with a lover who was working here for the weekend and therefore got to bypass my usual ‘no overnights’ rule because when I see him, it’s always special, and we like to make it last.
And then, the morning after he leaves, I wake up feeling like this — blissful and ready to tackle whatever the day throws at me.
And even though I think I’m full and I’ve gotten all I can take, love in the form of an almost 3-hour phone call from someone else shows up, and pushes me further into the “Bitch, you on now!” mood.
Cause I am on. I looked at myself in the mirror this morning and said, “Fuck that; I’m on.”
I put on this shirt that Jae gave me. Parted my hair and put some handmade bows in it. Put on red lipstick.
Sat on the unmade bed that is still covered in his scent, and took pictures of myself in my t-shirt and panties because I’m on, bitch.
Nothing can top this mood today.
Today, I am unstoppable.
At Tuesday’s meeting of the Los Angeles Police Commission, the Los Angeles Police Department said it wanted to test the use of drones in a one-year pilot program. The announcement was met with immediate resistance from a group of activists who gathered to denounce the use of any drones by the department.
The South Carolina prosecutor who tried the now former North Charleston police officer responsible for shooting and killing the 50-year-old black unarmed motorist Walter Scott said in a pretrial hearing last year that Michael Slager’s shooting of Scott was a “close call” between manslaughter and murder, but that a case could be made for either criminal charge.
When Mike Brown was killed in Ferguson, Mo., on Aug. 9, 2014, I was still in journalism school at Arizona State University, learning more about the effective use of social media and blogs and the impact they can have on social movements. I was not aware of how important that information was going to become for me until months later, when the movement to save black lives came to the forefront of our collective social conscience.
Earlier this year, Education Secretary and super-rich white woman Betsy DeVos put her foot in her mouth when she said HBCUs were “real pioneers when it comes to school choice.” Because she has never had to worry about not having access to education, it was clear she didn’t understand that those early schools were, in fact, the only choices black people had.
In today’s episode of Black People Can’t Have a Damn Thing, Not Even if We Played a Major Role in Building It From the Ground Up, actor LeVar Burton is being personally sued by a Buffalo, N.Y., public broadcasting station that wants to stop him from using a Reading Rainbow catchphrase on his new podcast.
When news of Usher’s latest accuser broke, and her picture was circulated across social media, it didn’t take long for people to start criticizing her appearance and expressing disbelief that Usher would ever have sex with her.
I am always baffled by people who believe fat women are incapable of finding willing sex partners. It is the weirdest thing. I wrote about my feelings on the issue for The Root.
Every day, no matter what topic I am writing about or discussing, it is inevitable that detractors will come along and try to fight me. They realize very quickly that they are not going to be able to successfully argue with me on the merits of my points, so when all else fails, they fall into fat insults. It happens every time.Never mind that in my profile on every social network and here on Kinja, I am wearing a shirt that proclaims my chubby physique proudly. Never mind that I’m actually mostly just top heavy with a pudgy belly. Never mind that they know nothing about my personal physical health; they want to attack it every time. I am used to it by now; it’s par for the course.
Sunday’s episode of the HBO show Insecure led to a lot of discussion across social media.
I originally spoke about it in my own thread on Twitter.
Lawrence is a lot of you niggas. You don't "intend" to hurt the woman, but that's the fucking problem. You dont' "intend" to do shit.
— Monique Judge (@thejournalista) August 7, 2017
That Twitter thread led to me writing a piece on The Root sharing my own experiences.
Insecure regularly reminds me of the lessons I am thankful to have learned in my late 20s and early 30s about relationships, sexuality and owning my womanhood. As the second season gets off to a hard and fast start, I am reminded that I have been Issa, I have been Tasha and I have fucked my fair share of Lawrences over the years.
The people of Flint, Mich., still do not have clean water in their taps, but what they do have is a three-and-a-half-year legacy of bureaucratic bullshit and red tape, lead poisoning, outbreaks of Legionnaires’ disease, sick babies and children, and a whole lot of back-and-forth between the city and the state over who is going to fix the various problems related to the crisis and how.
Robert Mueller, the special counsel appointed to oversee the investigation into possible Russian interference in the 2016 presidential election, has impaneled a grand jury in Washington, D.C., a clear indication that the investigation may in fact be yielding actual fruit and moving full-speed ahead.