Tag Archives: meaning

In Memoriam

28 May

Memory is a funny thing, I thought as I released the American flag from its case, watched in reverence as the blood red stripes and twinkling stars unfurled.

A month ago, Memorial Day was simply another excuse for a good cookout. But reading Final Salute, a tail of a marine major who escorts fallen soldiers back home to their families, changed that. The 2005 series placed the true sacrifice of war and country into the limelight. It made the reports rattling across the tv screen between traffic jams and sports updates more than mere words and numbers. Continue reading


Eating the N-Word

24 Jan

“This n—-.”

“That n—-.”

 “My n—–.”

The notorious noun peppered the words of a group of Hispanic teens on the city bus. It’s a word I’ve heard countless times: from the rowdy kids on the corner, from my grandma as she dismissed a sketchy passerby, from a Black college president deriding the pettiness of naysayers. I’ve used the term myself from time to time, especially when referencing a certain ex.

In all honesty, Blacks in my generation have adopted the n-word like an ugly step-sister–someone we can tease, mock and deride all day long, but won’t dare let anyone else utter a word against. We dress her up, gave her a quick makeover by dropping the ‘er,’ adding an ‘a’ and supplanting the ‘g’s with ‘c’s’ and voila: She’s ours. Continue reading

More Than a Pretty Picture

14 May

 Drafty galleries laced with crimson ropes and looming attendants lend art an intimidating sense of censor: Like bouncers in a club, the militant men and women in blazers cast icy stares towards those tottering too close to the pretty pictures. 

Is this the way it’s supposed to be? Paintings shielded from onlookers, who are forced tread lightly and speak in whispers to avoid awakening slumbering portraits?

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