Tag: A Rich Conscience (Page 1 of 15)
But back to the collection. Touitou made this statement:
I call this one look ‘Last Niggas in Paris.’ Why? Because it’s the sweet spot when the hood—the ‘hood—meets Bertolucci’s movie Last Tango in Paris,” he said. “So that’s ‘Niggas in Paris’ and Last Niggas in Paris. Oh, I am glad some people laughed with me. Yes, I mean, it’s nice to play with the strong signifiers. The Timberland here is a very strong ghetto signifier. In the ghetto, it is all the Timberlands, all the big chain. Not at the same time—never; it’s bad taste. So we designed Timberlands with Timberland…”
I mean, when is the last time this guy was in an actual ghetto? Has he ever been to the ghetto? Hell, when was the last time Jay-Z was at Marcy Projects without security detail? Seems like Black appropriation for profit, without conscience or consequence has the full- on green light in 2015. For shame. At least Timberland had the common sense to drop the collaboration.
The riots of Ferguson, Missouri as a result of the murder of unarmed teen Michael Brown at the hands of a cop, are as disturbing as the incident itself. As a black mother, I worry for my future sons, and the sons of others whose innocent lives may be lost at the hands of an organization that is supposed to protect the greater good. Michael Brown, is our son, and I am heartened to hear of mothers across the nation speak out about this tragedy. My heart and condolences go out to the Brown family.
What is sad (but not shocking) to me, is the noted silence among a greater part of America, specifically the white, conservative demographic, over the atrocity that has clearly been seen on videotape. It is obvious that black men are systematically selected for criminal justice, yet a part of the population continues to turn a blind eye. How does a white person answer to that inconvenient truth? One white mom spoke up:
To admit white privilege is to admit a stake, however small, in ongoing injustice. It’s to see a world different than your previous perception. Acknowledging that your own group enjoys social and economic benefits of systemic racism is frightening and uncomfortable. It leads to hard questions of conscience may of us aren’t prepared to face.
We want to claim we have progressed as a nation, but the fundamental ills have been conveniently swept under a rug as we sing a proverbial ‘Kumbaya’ in the age of political correctness. What will it take to get us all to take a honest look at ourselves and our views in a cold, unforgiving mirror?
Maybe this is the mission of a nation’s mothers.
At the time, it was seen as lewd, but honestly, Luke Campbell was doing far, far worse things on film and record.
“tell me what’s on your mind when the tongue is in the P*ssy”,
but Big Mamma Thing was more an ode to female braggadocious boss-ness in an arena of male dominance. Girl group SWV had a popular song called Downtown that took charge of the situation, and told the men directly what we women wanted.
At the time, it was seen as lewd, but honestly, Luke Campbell was doing far, far worse things on film and record. But that was 20 years ago, and today we have Nicki Minaj displaying her variations of hyperbolic, man-snatching sexiness, while Beyonce brags about her semen-covered dress. Kelly Rowland had the most underrated song about the subject, and it won’t ever get the play that Usher will.
Where is the support for female sexuality in music? Or are we relegated to being on our knees?
I enjoyed reading the stories and advice and gave encouragement to the sisters who posted images of themselves breastfeeding. So when I saw the image of Karlesha Thurman breastfeeding her baby at her graduation, I though it was an awesome pic, ‘Liked’ it, and moved on to the next post.
Who knew that there would be an uproar about the pic from people chastising her about whipping out her boob for a feeding and sharing the moment with her baby? Especially since Rihanna came out at the CFDA’s in a stunning sheer gown that gloriously displayed her breasts for the sake of… fashion. So silly that the internet still thinks that when breasts aren’t for public consumption, then they are vulgar to display. I wish we could just get over it.