fiction and musings from a gay black dude with delusions above his station
IMAGINE SCREAMING AT YOUR JOB INTERVIEW IN ANGER. IMAGINE BERATING THE HIRING PANEL WITH SHOCK AND AWE FOR NOT GIVING YOU THE JOB IMMEDIATELY, FOR DELAYING YOUR CORONATION, FOR NOT RECOGNIZING YOUR BRILLIANCE AND WORTH BY YOUR MERE PRESENCE. IMAGINE TELLING THEM THAT YOU DID THEM A FAVOR BY DEIGNING TO AGREE TO AN INTERVIEW….
The one-two punch. The first punch came when Mitch McConnell refused to consider President Obama’s final Supreme Court choice, Judge Merrick Garland. In spite of everything, McConnell held his ground and won. Judge Garland did not receive so much as a hearing. The second punch came on November 8, 2016, a day that will live…
At one point during my writing of this book, someone suggested to me that I title it “Thoughts on Post-Racial America.” I calmly informed this person that the only way the term “post-racial” America was getting into the title of my book is if it was called “Post-Racial America Is Some Bullshit, and Other Thought…
At work a long time ago a former office mate of mine, let’s call him Buster, expressed in hushed tones his disapproval of same-sex couples raising kids. I say hushed tones because another colleague of ours had recently become a mother when her partner gave birth to their daughter. I guess Buster didn’t want her…
