Twenty-Something or Nothing?

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"Why does everyone think we have to go around instructing people on how to act?"

PREACH.

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Black Women In Rock: If Sister Rosetta Tharpe is too old school for you, then maybe Santigold flips your wig. Either way, sisters have been part of rock music for as long as guitar feedback’s been loud (via blackrockandrollmusic)

Forget what it sounds like for a minute, let’s consider the spirit of rock and roll: Rebellious. Energetic. Vocal. Independent. Driven. Unapologetic. Powerful. They’re characteristics I could attribute to damn-near every sister I know.

In fact, my personal Who’s Who of Rock and Roll is stacked with bomb Black women. Betty Davis. Grace Jones. Tina Turner. Aretha Franklin. Nona Hendryx. Poly Styrene. Joan Armatrading. Joyce Kennedy… and that’s just 1976-77.

So why do so many people go out of their way to marginalize or flat-out disregard Black women as both pioneers and torchbearers of rock? Why are we so indifferent to the fact that more than a few African-American women strapped an instrument to their back and helped carry the genre from the fields to the church to the juke joint to the charts to a multimillion-dollar industry?

Probably because someone told us it wasn’t ours and we chose to believe it. They said it was devil’s music, so we cast it out. We let it go because someone gave it white skin, a penis, and the green light to cross boundaries that Black people couldn’t. And in so doing, they convinced the world that our pioneers didn’t deserve equal recognition, equal exposure or equal ownership.

Damn shame.

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#Boom.

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Trayvon’s blackness wasn’t something he could hide, so it wouldn’t have mattered whether he’d worn a hoodie or a t-shirt that fateful night. It mattered that he was black, and it mattered that the person who shot him had a vendetta out for black men before Trayvon ever set foot in the neighborhood. It matters that in 2012, there are more black men in prison today than those who were enslaved in 1850. It matters that blacks, in particular black men, are overrepresented in the criminal justice system and underrepresented in colleges. It matters that the black unemployment rate is nearly double that of unemployment for the general population. It matters that blacks are less likely to be screened, diagnosed, and treated for preventable diseases, less likely to own homes, less likely to receive research grants, and more likely to retire in poverty than their white counterparts. It matters that blacks are less likely than whites to abuse drugs, but more likely to be convicted of drug crimes. None of these statistics are due to a genetic predisposition to violence, poor health and underachievement, instead as a direct result of the disenfranchisement of blacks that has occurred in this country for more than 200 years at the hands of slavery, Jim Crow Laws, discrimination, and the institutionalized racism in our schools, banks, businesses, courts, and prisons that has torn apart our families and fractured our community. Just like Trayvon Martin, race mattered for Amadou Diallo, Oscar Grant, Sean Bell, Emmett Till, and hundreds more we will never know the name of who died because of their skin color.

buttahlove:

phatearrangsnthangs:

thebriskconvergence:

Yes.Agreed. This is genius.

Lifted from:beatsnrants:Mayer Hawthorne — “A Long Time”

Genius. I love this video.

this is the awsomest thing I’ve seen in quite some time.!!!


I love Black people. My best friend is Black.

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"let the white girl swab"


uh, yeeeeah…

it ain’t easy being halfrican…

bunnypudding:

dalaranhime:

‘ur really pretty you must be mixed with something’

you’re really dumb you must be 100% ignorant

“ur really pretty you must be mixed with something”

translation:

“i find you very attractive but you are a brown person, and it makes me uncomfortable because i am prejudiced.”

see also: “are you mixed with something? you can’t be 100% black, uh i mean african-american…you just can’t.”

^i witnessed this happen to a friend…wtf

day 25 - a song that makes you laugh


"vanilla ice cream" by stephen lynch.


whenever i hear this song, i feel like every geeky white guy in the world is serenading me.



"the skin that she’s dwellin’ in must contain melanin; that is the fountain of youth!"