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We are called angry Black women because we are not afraid of bare arms. We pay close attention to our arms, holding our children tight inside of them.
February is Black History Month and is no longer serving its intended purpose. It has turned into a mundane, meaningless and commercialized farce. Some folks pay only perfunctory lip service to the month.
As an old American Negro who lived through the 1960's civil right movement, I can assure Israel's racism-suffering Ethiopians of one thing: it gets better.
As 2011 came to its close, many of us watched the annual rituals at Times Square on our flat-screened televisions. Around the country, songs were sung and parties enjoyed, but I wonder how many of us or our children remembered that December 31st is Watch Night.
Extremely original, The Mountain Top is a story about Martin Luther King Jr. as an ordinary man, a man that the public may have never seen. We manage to see him not as an intangible, iconic figure in history, but as a sweet yet complex individual with flaws.
I was appalled by the Academy's egregious "oversight," omitting Goldberg from their Oscars retrospective. For the record, she has appeared in over 50 films.
Our families have seen us through many crises, but there have also been threats to black family stability and reports of black family breakdown throughout our history.
The leaders of today's civil rights movement are different. Many have attended majority schools and have grown up watching integrated Sesame Street on television.
Next time you're enjoying that discussion with friends about where you come from, just remember that most African Americans have no answer to that question.
The fact that we recognize Black History Month has enormous significance. This generation's challenge is to transform the opportunity to make change into a reality of social and economic justice.
Black History Month is an important yearly opportunity to accept our past, and more importantly, to learn to use it -- as warning, as inspiration, as knowledge -- to walk toward our future together, with our eyes wide open.
As our nation commemorates "Black History Month" it is fitting that we pay tribute to contributions of "elders" to our own nation's struggle for participatory democracy
It struck me as a microcosm of women's history in general -- the role models are there, we just don't know about them, or don't countenance them. But as I've said before, anchoring to our past ensures a more secure future.
Slaves revealed that Americans had a deeply flawed understanding of what it meant to be chosen by God. To be chosen does not bring preeminence, elevation and glory in this world.
I have a very personal love affair with Black History Month, and I've been encouraged by the stories of unbelievable bravery my mother and grandmother shared with me of their own experiences living in the Jim Crow South.
Every journalism class in America should include the story of the journalist Leon Dash. And as Black History Month comes to a close, let's celebrate the work and heart of this teacher.
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