Another day, another fake news story being shared out on Facebook. This time it’s a story about former NBA player Allen Iverson being broke and begging for quarters at Atlanta’s Lenox Mall.
I came across the following tweet today and thought that it makes a powerful statement on race in a succinct, clear manner; a reality check in eight words: “Black culture is popular, black people are not,”
I’ve been wanting to write something about the New York Times article, “The Dutch Mourn Flight 17’s Victims in Their Own Sober Way,” ever since I read it three weeks ago. The piece discussed how and why we mourn or empathize with certain events; how humans emotions are limited by the “distance” or “connection”
You just visited Chinatown today and you saw old Chinese men sitting on the corner playing a traditional bowed instrument. So you’re wondering, what is that Chinese strong instrument you saw in Chinatown called?
Something I have been thinking a lot about over the last several months is the idea that life is a game, one that’s been created for each one of us to compete against one another.
If you were in Michigan during the late 1980s and early 1990s, then at some point you probably ran into “The New Dance Show” while flipping through your five TV channels
Big Appled put out this awesome guide on NYC etiquette. There’s a lot of guidebooks and how-to’s for New York, but this one hits many of the right notes, goes deep, and in a humorous way.
One of my favorite local sites, The Bold Italic, posted a story today about the fashion stylings of the Chinatown set in San Francisco. The author, Valerie Luu, wrote
I don’t think I am a particularly happy or sad person, but an approach I’m always trying to tweak is balancing good feelings and bad ones, and treating them equally.
If there’s a photo that should change the minds of sports fans that want to keep their precious Indian mascots, this photo of a Native-American coldly staring at a fool supporting the Cleveland Indian’s Chief Wahoo just might be it.
I know that a good chuck of the 14 of you that read this blog will be shocked and appalled by this post, but I feel strongly about this: Sarah Slocum has a really punchable face.
File under: why? I’ve always appreciated the way women compliment each other’s physical attributes without fear that their sexuality will be challenged, and if it is, they don’t care. It’s just built into the way women interact and it’s socially acceptable.
India was easily the most challenging country I’ve ever visited. It was sensory overload and culturally, it was unlike any place I’ve ever experienced. One of the many cultural customs that my ex-boyfriend and I struggled with most were the non-verbal, side-to-side head nods
