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When we talk about all the hatred, fear, and ignorance in this country, I will never understand why people so quickly assume that the racism, homophobia, and brain-drain all comes from the South.
It was my first backpacking trip abroad, a one-year trek through Central and South America, and I did a very bad thing. For the first six weeks I was ...
As a woman born and raised in the South who has lived in three different southern states, I want to defend the South. I urge the rest of the country not to dismiss the South on the basis of the ugly statements of the ignorant and uneducated.
Change is not easy, but the change taking place in Selma -- and across Alabama -- is building momentum for much broader systematic change in the southern communities hit hardest by the HIV/AIDS epidemic.
Several years ago, I conducted extensive genealogical research into the heritage of Michelle Obama. A few of my discoveries -- particularly those per...
People think of Florida beaches or Bourbon Street in New Orleans when they think of holidays in the southern US, but there are plenty of options.
It rained all day today. This is what we in South Florida refer to as "crappy weather." Granted, my version of crappy weather is not your version o...
The American South can't seem to shake off the Civil War. Or Jim Crow. And yet, that region of the U.S. is undergoing some dramatic changes. How the South responds to these changes will determine how easily it will enter the modern world and usher out the racial demons of its past.
A sign sellotaped to the bench read "All funds to the Church of the Ecstatic Angel Tongues." I instantly got images of people writhing on the ground babbling in gibberish.
Two Savannah personalities personify the notion of old meets new. Marsha Thompson runs Mrs. Wilkes' Dining Room, a classy dining experience, while Stratton Leopold owns and operates Leopold's Ice Cream, a quirky ice cream shop.
In the world of The Help nothing is what it seems, but there is a kind of innocence to its mysteries. There is just enough suspense to keep the pages turning, and tragedy throughout.
I knew I would attend an HBCU because there was a cultural puzzle piece missing in my life, an untold story about my history that was not in the repetitive lessons my white teachers thought were expanding horizons or bringing awareness.
There's no institution, predominantly white or otherwise, that can match the lessons I've learned at my historically black university.
My experience at Morehouse has been one I could never replace or duplicate.
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