He stared at me, hidden and protected by all the dropped heads looking at their phones in the crowd. He looked like an officer, but most white men do to me. He had a gun snuggling against his hip though. But he didn’t have a uniform on, just a faded shirt that said FBI: Female… Continue reading Black-handed
I finally made it to see Get Out last night, and wow. It was such an amazing movie. It was so deep, chilling, and thought-provoking. Living in San Francisco, you are always going to be in a theater full of white people, but it was such an interesting experience watching this movie in particular with… Continue reading Get Out: Leaving the Theater with a Numb Body and Jumping Mind.
Maybe all men were created equal, but somewhere down the line people began to use physical identities to define and separate us.
On my way home from the anti-trump protest on Market Street in San Francisco last night, I saw this little girl on the bus. She was at the protest with her amazing sign. Instead of words and painting my opinion for this post, I'm just posting the picture I snapped of her. Pictures say a… Continue reading Children are Aware and Weary.
They say stay inside of the lines, color inside the lines. What if that's a secret code to keep colored people inside of the "lines" of the system? Systemic racism is coloring. ................................................................. And I have colored inside the lines my whole life. I was taught to in schools, on television shows,… Continue reading Color Outside the Lines