But, and I say this as a person who teaches English as both a first and second language, the general rule for pronouncing a two syllable noun is to always put the emphasis on the first syllable. You could make the argument, I suppose, that folks were so unfamiliar with the food that they consider it foreign? and…

“I don’t even know, like they didn’t think black people were getting shot by the police until Obama took office?”

Some folks in the education field talk about missionaries, mercenaries and soldiers. Never leave the missionaries alone with the children and never count on the mercenaries being back next school year.

Heading over to facebook now...

How... do you mispronounce... collards?

40 bucks gets you two whole chickens that actually taste good, 4 large sides and a six pack of soda at Sardi’s, but, you know, do your thing, Whole Paycheck people.

“Caucasian Jidenna”

No; I didn’t know what you meant. Now I do and see that we agreed on the primary point, a point that you clarify further here. In this country that is founded on anti-blackness, the plight of black people epitomizes the function of white supremacy and so by fighting for my people here in this country specifically, I…

Yeah, me too.

Yes.

Once upon a time, I worked with a heapin helpin of Vietnamese folk. These ninjas rolled into work EVERY DAY with a case or two of Budweiser and a couple take out boxes short ribs and left EVERY DAY empty handed. Like, I weigh more than two or three of y’all together. WHERE THE HELL DID ALL THAT FOOD AND DRANK GO?

Dark skinned Latinos (specifically NOT Argentines and Uruguayans, but more like Colombians, Panamanians, Hondurans and Salvadorans) and dark skinned Asians (not Japanese, Koreans and Han Chinese, but more like Vietnamese, Cambodians, Filipinos, etc) are facing very similar issues to ours. They live melinated lives.…

When I first moved to DC from the south, my brother and I seriously thought that we were about to be in a fight on several occasions because people kept mean muggin whenever we said hello while walking down the street. My aunt finally clarified that we just weren’t in the south anymore. 

“Becky Knuckles”

It’s been too long since I was a drinking man, so this particular issue doesn’t quite hurt me. Last time I was drunk, we was scraping together change to get E&J and Black & Milds. I’ll let you imagine how incredibly non-bougie those nights were.

It’s been a minute, but back in the day Satterwhite’s and the Beautiful used to have grits that did good work on a late night / early morning.

We JUST got here and you already throwing hot grits? You KNOW how many arguments this has already started! You KNOW how many play cousins stopped speaking to each other, but you brought it up anyway? I’m disappointed in your choices and am sighing while shaking my head (except, you right about not ordering grits…

Rewind, I know you know; though this is written in response to your post, it is not in response to YOU, ya know?

“There’s enough information on Martin, Malcolm, Dubois, Garvey, Parks, Washington, Tubman...”

I did what?