Are you unfamiliar with the concept of metaphor, or do you also think that being "blind to race" means that someone is literally unable to visually distinguish between, say, a black person and an Asian?

Related: I follow Jesse Williams on Tumblr. It is one of the great pleasures of my online life, and I appreciate him more and more every day.

What I'm saying is that as far as I'm concerned all of that *is* part of me. I'm a black person. I'm a Caribbean person. I'm a woman. All of those are part of who I am, of my identity. If someone is really seeing ME, seeing who I am, then those are the things they're seeing. If they don't see those things, then…

As far as I'm concerned, we're not supposed to be blind to race. When people see me, I want them to see my race, my culture, my history, my identity (all of which I love profoundly). What I don't want is for people to treat me unequally because of my race. That's quite a different thing.

I figured it was supposed to mean something like "Live now" in simplified hanzi (or kanji, but I don't know kanji so I read it as hanzi). Like "live in the present" kind of thing. It doesn't actually mean that, of course, but I'm guessing that was the intent.

Get it, Miss Tina.

Thanks for the info and the link. I've never seen them before (I don't live in North America). They are very very cool.

Not crazy about the whole wedding crashing thing, but the bride (and groom?) doesn't seem to mind, so... I like Bey's stencilled gold adornments. I wonder how long they last.

That was my thought as soon as I read the headline.

Lindy, your writing on Jezebel has been some of my favourite writing on Jezebel EVER; and I've been around literally since day 1. You are awesome and I will miss you. I hope that what you're moving onto is everything you want it to be and even better.

I clicked on it based on your comment, and I'm glad I did. I watched that video four times in a row, filled with awe and envy.

I agree, and it seems to be one of the few places where you can still can get reasonably priced natural fibre clothing (cotton, linen, viscose). And every now and then they'll have a really cute dress or top or pair of shorts; like one per season, maybe, but in good fabric that will last forever.

Oh, never mind.

That was my exact thought! I'm so used to that name that it didn't even register to me as anything unusual until I started reading the comments and was like, Oh, cause it's like super-sad. Huh. Okay.

I suspect that he's mixed black and East Indian. I know several people of East Indian descent with the last name Supersad so I read the article and it didn't even register to me as weird/funny in any way until I saw this comment and suddenly it clicked.

BOOM!

The report is the result of a lengthy investigation by the UK police (see Operation Yewtree), and since it also makes the police look pretty bad (in their failure to follow up on previous allegations while Savile was still alive), I don't think it's made up. Sure it's possible that some of the people who provided…

And still doing the damn thing at 68. I'm so glad he got to make this album, and met some folk who made it possible for him to be "today, not yesterday".

One of the best songs ever. Rest in peace, Mr. Womack.

I read a news piece about the findings of the Jimmy Savile investigation this morning at work and found myself in tears at my desk, it was so awful. Not just the abuse itself, which is horrible enough, but all the failures and the complicity in the system that allowed him to get away with this sick shit for years and…