I grew up - well, for a few years, anyway - in a middle class neighborhood where nearly everyone had a flag on their house. Usually an American flag - ONE - that was flown every day weather permitted. And the only time we saw more flags around was right around Independence Day. That was the early 80s. There was no…

Oh my fuckin God, man, if an F-150 and an American flag ain’t the racist starter kit.......

... here we go again for the 350th time in the last 11 months...

A big F150 pick up with a full sized flag (like big enough to be on top of a building but Bo and Luke have it mounted in the bed of their truck), I’m giving them wide berth on the road.

The audacious part was her Sarah plain and tall ass calling Serena thick as if that’s a bad thing. That’s the lens of self-congratulatory whiteness. I double dog dare anyone to attempt to describe Serena without noting her body is the truth. I consider myself straight as a pin and my hubby and I both look at her like,…

The audacity to call Serena “Thick.” Bitch, I couldn’t tell you apart from a line up of drunk sorority girls at an Arizona State frat party. You’re not exactly one to judge looks.

Those same people will take issue if you’re an immigrant and flying two flags (homeland & US).

That’s because it’s easier to hide your racism underneath patriotism. There’s this false belief that if I’m a patriot, I can’t possibly be a racist.

“I don’t really like rap.”

That post was heartbreaking to read.

Good morning PJ. I had a similar relationship with my best friend’s mother until, for my own mental sanity I had to cut her off. My best friend is white and I am black and I am the godmother her children (if the unthinkable happens, my BFF wants me - and not any one in her family - to take care of her kids, lawyers…