Bette Midler and Glenn Close will be on Broadway at the same time. Once the diva prophecy is fulfilled, the demon mouth of Broadway will open and swallow Times Square back into the bowels of Earth in an apocalypse of flame and glitter.

I know it seems so heil-ly unlikely doesn’t it?

Living here at the moment is just so sad. I was racially abused after the Brexit vote, it just felt like a kick in teeth. Being spat on and told to leave the country is just lovely feeling.

I’m shocked, SHOCKED, that a rabid nationalist movement in a European country has led to racial, ethnic and religious violence. I mean, it’s not like that’s ever happened before!

It is known.

It’s too real man. Sure I’d want to shoot some slave chaser in the stomach but watching him twitch and bleed out for minutes is too much.

Id rather visit a theme park filled with robots who know how to use turn signals, dont bring hot food on public transportation and never piss on the seat.

Well, considering I’m Black and almost every review I’ve read was written by Black people, including two Black historians, that is not an issue for me.

Just did the math — I’ve been disgusted by Sean Penn for six years longer than his new girlfriend has been alive.

He’ll just give him one of these...

ATTN: Black Women

It’s very Lisa Bonet of her and really isn’t it all? A+

I personally think that taking a knee during the anthem is almost an ideal way for an athlete to protest. It’s obvious and visible, but not disruptive. It’s an accusation, without pointing fingers. It’s a polite way of saying, “I am not going to glorify a nation that refuses to properly address this issue.”

If you’ve ever been that Black girl in an all White school or office or industry, you get why sometimes silence feels like a survival tool.

Serena looks so casually gorgeous in that photo and also sorta reminds me of Tina Turner’s late ‘60s early ‘70s look.

“Get your rosaries off my ovaries” is my favorite!

I love Shade Court and I love Michelle Obama. I love them both so much that I had a dream last night that I won an evening with Michelle at the White House and she was throwing shade in my dream. Also, we were served milk and cookies by Betty White. When my brain gets it right, it gets it right. I’ll be living off…

“I’m a fashion model.”

God I want Michelle and Naomi in the same room together. They could block out the sun.