I really, really hope she doesn’t receive any professional penalties from this.

What just floors me- and it shouldn’t, I should be used to it, but it does, is that there are two instant reactions I see from a certain group of people whenever these tragedies happen:

And in answer to your headline, yes, I’m afraid you will. It breaks my heart that a part of me is grateful that my son inherited his father’s light skin tone instead of my own.

This is what really killed me...from Lavish’s video.

Which part of “to protect and serve” is not understood by these trigger happy cops?!?!? This has got to stop!

Comment from my bestie on my outraged FB post this morning:

Black folk, it is okay to take a mental health day from reading this stuff. I have to today or I’ll rage stroke and cry in a corner. I’m tired. I’m tired of being tired. And I am tired of indifference from anyone who calls themselves allies.

Sadness and rage is all I feel. Why do they keep killing us is all I keep asking myself over and over.

No record, no mugshot, no criminal past, legally permitted weapon, complete cooperation, all on video.

Really bad time for a tangent. A black man was just murdered by the police.

So, all these guys?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I don’t understand this world anymore.

This piece incensed me to no end. I am Nigerian-American and the patronizing, offensive tone of this piece made me a little crazy over the weekend. Where does one begin? Even if her entire story is true, giving it the benefit of the doubt, this singular Africa that underlies her entire story no longer exists, and in…

Zambillion Little Pieces.

Sooooo, her bio says she’s currently 29, which makes her 12 years of age in 1999, the year she says she lived alone in “the jungle with big spiders and poor little children with AIDS and, and, and . . . insert cliche here.”

So ... they’re not going to be visiting a lot of colleges, huh?

So they are going to stop visiting colleges and universities entirely, right? Does this include the US military academies?