By now, we've all heard about the incident at the coffee shop in Philadelphia where two African American men had the audacity to set up a meeting with a friend/colleague in Starbucks. Imagine that, a meeting in Starbucks? You know how the story unfolded. They ended up in handcuffs being escorted out of the cafe just as the friend they were meeting showed up.
What pains me more than the sight of these good looking black men being "shackled" and kicked out of the establishment was the look of resignation on their faces. They were smart to know that resisting arrest could lead to being shot by the police.
During the last recession, white men and women all over America pretty much hung up their shingles and made Starbucks their personal "offices." Heck, they still do it to this day.
I can walk into any Starbucks in this town during open hours and find at the very least six people who are "conducting business" inside Starbucks. They "might" purchase something. And if they do, trust me, they nurse that cup for hours. Just having a "messy" table is enough for them to "squat" as long as they please.
If I'm being totally honest, I too, have stopped in a Starbucks to use the restroom or wait for someone and purchased nothing. I believe that most Americans have done the same. Why not? We know that we've all given Starbucks a good sum of money over time while working, traveling, shopping, in airports, office buildings, you name it.
It's sort of like stopping at a gas station while traveling and using the restroom. Starbucks stores just like gas stations are everywhere.
And maybe that's the problem.
Maybe they've gotten too big for their own good.
Starbucks is so convenient for me.
There's one in my building and I go there at least once a day for coffee or a snack.
Boycotting Starbucks means that I would have to leave my building and take the extra time and effort to visit an independent coffee shop or another chain. There are coffee shops on every corner.
And that is why I think I need to boycott Starbucks (at least until I see some true commitment and change). Because boycotting Starbucks is easier than tossing and turning in my sleep because I was just too lazy to be inconvenienced.
Monday, April 16, 2018
Wednesday, April 4, 2018
I was a small child when Dr. Martin Luther King was brutally assassinated on the 4th day of April in 1968.
However, I will never forget the squeal that my mom's friend let out when she learned that his wounds were fatal. She walked in and said to my mother, "They shot him down like a dog!"
My mom who had been listening to the events unfold on the radio sadly replied, "He's dead."
The blood curdling scream pierced my young ears and remain etched in my memory forever.
In my neighborhood, Dr. King was a saint and someone who gave us a hope and a dream for a better future.
And here we are today, 50 years later, under the "leadership" of a man who dares us to dream (and not in a good way).
I refuse to give in to what many would have us do and abandon all hope.
I will admit - it's pretty darn blurry right now.
We must never forget. And never stop dreaming.
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Wednesday, March 28, 2018
Every time I write a post about "colorism," I can't believe we're still talking about colorism. Yet, we are still talking about colorism.
And while I don't know that people are still "passing the brown paper bag" around, I have a feeling that somewhere this "tradition" continues.
I had to read the article three times and watch the now "removed" Heineken "Lighter is Better" commercial four times to actually believe what I was seeing.
If it weren't for Chance the Rapper, it's entirely possible this "subliminal message," might have slipped by with little notice.
In the commercial, for the new beer product, the bartender slides a beer down the bar past several darker skinned patrons (a woman, a musician, another woman) to a "fairer skinned" woman. It looks like the commercial was targeted to an international audience. In all fairness, the darker skinned women and the fairer skinned woman might all be of the same ethnicity. But one thing that is unmistakable is that the "caste" system lives.
In a rush to absorb as much as we can and as fast as we can, we often overlook what's happening right under our nose.
Remember, just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you.
Keep your eyes open and your ears cued. And if you see something, hey, do what Chance the Rapper did, tweet about it.
I have a feeling someone at Heineken is going to be looking for a new job.
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Thursday, February 1, 2018
Brian Copeland in "Not a Genuine Black Man" - Hammer Theatre, San Jose State University, Saturday, February 3, 2018
The Hammer Theater in Association with the Marsh presents ...
Brian Copeland's Award-winning "NOT A GENUINE BLACK MAN"
Growing up Confounded and Isolated in a Nearly All-white Bay Area Town
The play is currently in television series development. In 2006, Copeland published a best-selling book based on "Genuine" that is now required reading in several high schools and colleges across the country. The book was the 2009 pick for Silicon Valley Reads, a library-based program in which all of Santa Clara County reads the same book simultaneously.
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Thursday, January 25, 2018
Rain tells hilarious and heart-wrenching stories of growing up Black and Jewish in Beverly Hills. Her father was comic genius Richard Pryor, and her Jewish mother was a go-go dancer turned Astronomer! Funny, Compelling, Outstanding! Adult themes and language.
Saturday, February 17, 2018
8:00 pm, Tickets: $40.00
School of Arts and Culture at the Mexican Heritage Plaza
1700 Alum Rock Avenue
San Jose, Ca 95116
For more information call:
San Jose Multicultural Artists Guild
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Friday, November 17, 2017
Whether you love him or not, Jesse Jackson is a living legend.
While many of his accomplishments have been overshadowed by talk of inaccuracies in his recanting of events or his alleged infidelities, there is no question that Reverend Jackson has lived a very giving and public life. And he's reaped the rewards and consequentially the tragedies that accompany such legendary status.
It makes me sad to write this because when I think of Jesse Jackson, I think of a tall, proud, handsome man. Despite his shortcomings, he's one of a kind.
Which also makes me think about Jesse Jackson, Jr. The man I thought would be the First Black President of the United States. It's true. Long before I'd heard of President Barack Obama, I followed the career of another young, intelligent, handsome, charismatic politician from Chicago who seemed destined for the White House. I don't need to elaborate on Jesse Jr's. ultimate fall from grace, but suffice to say, that people seem to only remember the bad things you've done and not the good.
The Jackson family has gone through a lot. Let's send warm thoughts and prayers their way. They've given a lot and that's the least we can do.
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Friday, November 3, 2017
From Essence bestselling author Curtis Bunn comes a moving novel about a down and out corporate executive whose unexpected encounter with a stranger inspires her to reinvent her life.
Brenda Harris, a former corporate executive in Atlanta, has endured two years of personal tragedies and professional disappointments, and believes the world owes her a break.
One day, she encounters a homeless man who encourages her to look at life differently. She regularly sees this man at one of her daily stops. But she does not realize that he has been closely observing her and, despite his mental illness, is able to forge a deep connection with her in ways that both surprise and inspire her.
She realizes there is a whole world out there for her to experience, and Rodney Bridges, the homeless man, helps her begin her journey of self-discovery by challenging her on their daily walks. The path is difficult, but her time with Rodney opens her up to a new world, a world she had dismissed when she lost her job, her husband left her, and her dear sister died.
Part of her journey moves her to help Rodney. Through meaningful conversation and dedication, she is able to penetrate the emotional wall Rodney built after his own tragic circumstances sent him onto the streets. They become an unlikely duo—encouraging each other to overcome each of their own obstacles...and slowly a new world emerges.
A moving and powerful story about how inspiration can be found in the unlikeliest places, Welcome to My World also reaffirms that the simplest things in life—a conversation with a stranger—can lead to life-changing results.
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