This is a Maundy Thursday sermon I preached entitled “This Ain’t Free” on April 2, 2015 at Duke Chapel. I took two texts, Paul’s epistle, 1 Corinthians 11 and the then recent album by Kendrick Lamar “To Pimp a Butterfly.” While the hip-hop lyricist Kendrick Lamar opted to use an expletive for the second track […]Read more "“This Ain’t Free”"
In 2007, I started blogging like any good millennial. Blogging has had its highs and lows. My writing got better. My thoughts matured. This blog is a place where I’ve flexed my opinions—good ones and bad ones—and worked out ideas in real time. No edits. I’d hit the “publish” button and walk away. I’ve called […]Read more "Why Being an Uppity Negro is Still Relevant"
I feel it’s worth noting before I begin the review of HBO’s “Native Son” that I’ve never read the epic novel by Richard Wright. For some that might exclude me from offering critique at all. But if that’s the case, fault my high school English track. I was in a section that required us to […]Read more "New Notes of a Native Son"
Nipsey Hussle, sometimes stylized as Hu$$le, and born Ermias Asghedom in Los Angeles was gunned down and murdered outside of his South Central store on Sunday, March 31st. He died at the age of 33. Not even 24 hours after his time of death, rather than sending condolences to his longtime girlfriend Lauren London, or […]Read more "Nipsey Hussle and the Power of Conspiracy"
Standing underneath a portrait of whom most consider the greatest president whoever took the oath of office, Abraham Lincoln, Trump presides over a pornography of fast food abominations worthy only of broke college students after 10pm on a school night. Not national college football championship winners who are taking their, probably, first trip to the […]Read more "The All-American Crappy Meal™"
This past week, like most people in this country, I found myself revisiting the works of Aretha Franklin. The undisputed Queen of Soul passed after a lengthy illness of pancreatic cancer just this Thursday before last. I was at work when the news alert came across my phone. When I left my office, I got […]Read more "Aretha Franklin, the Hammond B3 and Me"
I don’t know Willie Moore, Jr. I’ve never met him. I have tangentially followed him over the years. I’ve seen his growth in the black popular Christian world mastering the tools of social media to provide a platform to spread his thoughts and views by embracing a millennial perspective. I’ll be honest, I haven’t always agreed […]Read more "The Miseducation of Willie Moore, Jr."