On Sunday, March 19, I sat down to write my weekly blog post. I didn’t get very far. Instead of writing the piece, I ended up having a panic attack that lasted for well over an hour. Despite using all the tools in my panic attack toolkit to make the attack end, nothing helped. In …
My critics—and those who just plain dislike me—often accuse me of being “obsessed with race.” The truth is that they are both right and wrong. You see, racism factors into our lives on a daily level, in both macro and micro ways. Also, most people confuse personal prejudice for racism and don’t know the difference. …
In a culture that worships at the altar of youth, my enthusiasm about turning 50 (a mere 72 hours from when I’m writing this) may seem strange. I mean, 50 is old, isn’t it? Or at least well along the way to “old.” And who the hell wants to be old? Despite what society tells …