Daphine Glenn Robinson
I’ve wanted to say this for so long and today, Saturday, April 2, 2022 @ 8:45 CST, I’m about to say it. Albeit on virtual paper but here goes. I HATE YOU! Well, hate is a strong word but my younger self hates you. Whew, that felt good! I have no idea if you are... Continue Reading →
I have been asked some of the strangest questions recently and I thought I'd share: (The first one is my all-time favorite. Not really. I just get asked a lot.) Q: May I touch your hair? A: Um, NO, you may not. Do you ask people of other races if you can touch their hair?... Continue Reading →
Life is not promised. Not one day, one minute or a second is promised. Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Life is not promised. Not one day, one minute or one second is promised. People are more concerned about wiping their butts than wearing a mask. A lot of people are stupid. Yeah, I said it.Tell someone you... Continue Reading →
As I write this, I'm fuming from a phone call I just had with a friend. My friend is an executive employee at an international company and is a person of color. This friend has, for most of his career, been a mover and a shaker, working his way up from copy room attendant fresh... Continue Reading →
With great anticipation, we all counted down to at 11:59 pm to welcome a new decade. Cheers to new beginnings, new adventures, new everything just like every New Year’s Eve. Ironically, just after the new year began, word started spreading of this novel corona virus and if you were like me, you watched the news... Continue Reading →
A powerful message from an insightful young lady.
“But for a society built on exploitation, there is no greater threat than having no one left to oppress.”
-N.K. Jemisin, The Stone Sky
So, we’re here again.
This is going to be very different from my other posts because it’s going to be dated as soon as it’s published. I’m writing this on November 2nd, 2020, the day before Election Day in the United States.
On the eve of this U.S. presidential election, I can’t help but think back to November 8th, nearly four years ago now. I was sitting in my college dorm room, frantically scrolling through social media, listening to the political pundits on my television. It was a day that began with such optimism and what I assumed would be imminent celebration. I was so ready to once again see the good in my country, after months of bigotry, mud-slinging, and general ugliness on the news…
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Since the death of George Floyd, the protests that followed, mandates for justice and for others to see us, people of color as real human beings, I have been thinking about racism in my own life a lot. Almost day and night. All day and all night. It gives me anxiety. The continual news onslaught... Continue Reading →
I took this picture on January 3, 2020 just after the break of day. My flight was very early and I had been up all night with the exception of maybe 2 hours. It was dark on the ground but above the clouds there was light. The flight was on time and just as the... Continue Reading →
I am tired. I will probably be tired tomorrow. I have not slept well for days. I probably won't sleep well tonight or tomorrow night. I have anxiety. I will most likely have anxiety tomorrow. Why? When I lie down at the end of each day, I lie down next to a loving, intelligent black... Continue Reading →
Warning: Language (At this point in my psyche, I don't care. The point of her video is more important than the f-bombs.) vm.tiktok.com/KNUpsx/ I. Just. Can't. DGR
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