Bon Appetit just put out a viral new video, highlighting the work of a chef-owner...and, in the process, nearly wrecking his career. The chef is Tyler Akin--a bro with a five o'clock shadow and a telegenic soft-spoken demeanor who looks like he could totally hang out with you at a frat house kegger but totally object to the use of rohypnol.
When you listen and watch "Formation," just know that Beyoncé is making bank off of a variation of blackness that she isn't currently living in or experiencing. I guess that's the price we pay for black excellence when it comes at the cost of our own exploitation. I'm already prepared to apply more Bey-Hive repellent this time around.
Arguments are simmering in America that when Westerners practice yoga and meditation they are engaged in a neo-colonialist appropriation of an ancient heritage. Proponents of this argument will tell you that the statue of the Buddha or Shiva on your mantelpiece constitutes the imperialist theft of another culture's sacred imagery.