The grotesque, inhumane, evil killing of George Floyd has burst the dam of Black Patience again. Black people are appalled. Black people are pissed off. Black people are fed up. Black people are heartbroken. But most of all, Black people are tired.
The pillaging of Africa’s resources by some of our nation’s most revered companies serves as a brutal reminder that even with the passage of the Civil Rights Act in 1964, American corporations do not practice this formal equality beyond its borders. With the onset of globalization, they have merely transferred their system of exploitation overseas.
Pelo malo, which literally means “bad hair,” was a constant refrain in my home. The term is part of what it means to be Dominican, yet it was meant to be an insult.
It is easy to mindlessly repeat the aesthetics and vocabulary of social justice; putting your money where your mouth is, on the other hand, proves far less convenient.
Could a One Direction reunion be in the works? I mean, your band only turns ten once (let’s just ignore that the hiatus has lasted as long as the band did as a group).
In order for the music industry to make money, they need to show what racks up the most profit nowadays, due to the presence of music streaming services and decrease in record sales.
With the upcoming Met Gala marking the beginning of a new decade — and unfortunately postponed due to COVID-19 restrictions and quarantining — I have decided, after hours of scouring the internet for as many Met Gala looks as I could find, to commemorate this turn of the decade by rewinding and remembering some of my favorite looks.