After all, the HIV virus knows the value of bottom-up, systemic action. Whether it's affecting our bodies or our global public health agenda, each cellular community can be a part of the problem -- or a vital part of the solution.
I guess the fact we've elected the nation's first African American President hasn't convinced them. But why should it, considering the disrespectful manner in which the opposition party has treated him.
What we're facing is not just one legislator's so-called concern about voter fraud, but a very coordinated effort to turn our democracy from one that belongs to the people into one that is controlled by corporate interests.
While such support is a necessary and honorable, the SnagFIlms documentary Out of Control: The AIDS Epidemic in Black America shows us how AIDS continues to be a deeply damaging disease in the United States, and more specifically, in the Black Community.
For many black women, their preference for straight hair is driven by bad childhood memories of being teased and tormented at school about their natural hair, or being made to feel insecure by parents who insisted on the hot comb or hair relaxer.
In the pop music pantheon, guitar gods are a dime a dozen, ditto great sax-men, drummers, or trumpet players, but if you're looking for someone to sit in on the vibraphone in a hypothetical all-star band, there's no other choice than Lionel Hampton.
I found myself relating to the fraught situations that they experienced, particularly in regard to racial passing. You see, I have been passing for white. I know what you are thinking: How is a brown-skinned black woman with an afro passing for white?
We usually don't think about infant mortality in the United States. We associate it with the developing world or with the distant past. The fact that the U.S. has the highest infant mortality is not because of a lack of specialists or facilities.
How is it that a city which was once the crowning jewel in the story of black America has allowed itself to be positioned as the melting pot of black affliction? The Atlanta that I knew and grew up in was one of great pride and self-respect.
Perhaps many reading this will consider me a relic to place so much weight on accuracy. If so, I suppose it's an occupational hazard as a genealogist's worth is measured largely in credibility, but what do you think?
As a society, we have to recognize the broader importance of these sorts of moments and celebrate their contributions to our collective journey. They are especially valuable for drawing inspiration as we continue to fight the good fight.