I spent a few hours tonight with regional churches—and will report on what I noticed in tomorrow’s post. In the meantime, I’m reflecting on all of the ways that our historical focus has undermined our ability to deeply see the social stakes, why Black people are so fed up, and what we can do differently. More tomorrow.
The Under-told Western Hemisphere Black History Boat Tour
This casual essay, which began as a series of tweets posted over 3 hours on July 4, 2015, focuses on the English, Caribbean, and mainland U.S. components of the Western Hemisphere’s story: these are the parts that intersect with my lineage. There is much, much more to be told, particularly of the Black Africans that White Spanish […]
All Our Euphemisms Are Like Filthy Rags
Note: This article features Anansi, the Akan spider-man. And because I love you, it includes no images of actual spiders. —KM A lot of people I know skipped church last weekend. A lot of Black people I know skipped church last weekend. A sprinkling of days after a young White racist slaughtered nine praying Black people in the oldest African Methodist […]
Flying Pigs and Other Adventist Miracles
Earlier this year I wrote about my denomination’s long track record of taking no action during critical human rights cases. So this week has stunned me twice over. The first shock came after the non-indictment of NY police officer Daniel Pantaleo for the death of Eric Garner. As Garner’s mother Gwen Carr said at a […]
