A nefarious disease plagues our nation. With devastating efficiency, and in plain sight, it has infiltrated every aspect of our lives, yet we sit around scratching our bewildered heads at the debilitating social ills now unraveling the fabric of this nation, wondering How can this be?
From supermodel to suburban-supermom, the I On Exceptional Living series continues with more special individuals whose lives are leaving a mark on the world in a variety of ways.
Perhaps our 50 state legislatures should look to South Africa's lead and re-examine their state statutes of limitations on rape and sexual assault.
As Black History Month comes and goes, television shows that foster black pride also come and go. I understand that many black men attached their self worth and their manhood to the character Bill Cosby made famous. In retrospect, I do not believe we need to look at television to give us our self worth.
The year 1983 was a great year in my life. I graduated high school, bought my first car, and Eddie Murphy came out with Delirious. A classmate loaned me the tape one day and explained that Murphy was very funny.
Trust. It's a hefty word, stamped on American currency ("In God We Trust"), integrated into marriage vows, and considered a vital component for both professional and personal relationships. Yet too often trust is on autopilot, given freely unless proven otherwise.
The more we talk about it, the more we have the opportunity to bring it to the forefront and change history. Let's make this the last conversation we have to have about rape. Sex is consensual, or it's a crime. Case closed.
Sincere humility and gratitude aren't qualities one normally associates with the entertainment industry. That's why I was bowled over during the closing segments of Saturday Night Live's recent 40th-anniversary broadcast.
Why speak out about Bill Cosby now? The simple answer is that it's the right thing to do. The truth deserves to be known. As I write this, more than 20 women have come forward, many with stories that are remarkably similar to mine.
It's oft been said that those who don't learn from history, are doomed to repeat it. But you need to know what your history is before you can learn from it. Selma DVDs in every classroom is a start.
Immediately after hosts Fey and Poehler did their Bill Cosby routine -- their most talked-about bit of the night -- comedian Barry Sobel's Facebook page lit up with dozens of folks posting that the duo did his routine, almost verbatim.
For anyone who is worried about the "problems of black marriage" -- the lack of marriageable black men, the rise of single unwed black moms, the dismal statistics that indicate black marriages are hard to maintain -- the study is illuminating.
As our lives take a turn this way and that, with expected milestones and unexpected setbacks, my hope is that we are involved not so much in the business of drawing lines, but expend our efforts investing in the search for our people.
While the prospect of patching up the road ahead may be bumpy, especially when you trudge through the potholes of 2014, some past wisdom may help us along the way.
This year, Urban Outfitters sold a "vintage" Kent State sweatshirt tastefully splattered with red paint while Donald Sterling's racial comments cost him his NBA franchise. It's been a raucous year in the public arena, expressed perfectly by a parade of PR blunders that is as impressive in scope as it is in sheer absurdity.
A lack of robust and healthy sex education is a set-up for the worst sexual issues we can imagine in society. We need to celebrate the fact that sex comes in every style, and experts agree that there's a wide range of sexual feelings and acts worthy of exploration, as long as they're consensual and don't harm anyone.