Taking women for granted
I want to give a huge thank you to the women of the world. Thank you for being the amazing, assiduous, loving, beautiful sisters that you are.
I want to give a huge thank you to the women of the world. Thank you for being the amazing, assiduous, loving, beautiful sisters that you are.
The Martin case has sparked a national conversation on race, and once again racism has shown its ugly face.
I write this as I reflect on the polarizing issues of birth control and I have come to the realization that our tendency to separate our issues by gender, race, ethnicity and political affiliations is ultimately holding us back as a human race.
However, I noticed that people seem to feel entitled to state an opinion based not on the facts, or history, but rather on emotions and feelings that stray from the truth as we know it.
The year was 1971, and President Richard Nixon declared a full-out “War on Drugs.” Forty-one years later, the war continues, and we are nowhere near winning this war.
From the latter end of the 2011 year until the now, we have witnessed the deaths of icons such as Heavy D, Don Cornelius, Gil Scott-Heron, Patrice O’Neal and Nate Dogg and now beloved singer Whitney Houston.
I believe that this coming year will be a pivotal point in American history. I am talking exclusively about the 2012 Presidential election.
Hip-hop has just been blessed with who I believe to be one of the genre’s most promising young artists: J.Cole.
Rap and Hip-Hop have always been a vehicle for mobility as evidenced in its numerous “rags to riches” tales and stories detailing the struggle of being broke, marginalized, ridiculed and misunderstood.
With the passing of the fifteenth anniversary of the great Tupac Shakur, I took some time to reflect on the state of Hip-Hop.