2019 by the Books : Not Work

I read 63 books in 2019.  29 for work 34 for not-work Of the not-work books: 28 audiobooks. 6 in print.  This list doesn’t include any of the theory or criticism I also read, because largely boring.  Before you dig into this list though, if you’re interested, there’s a whole preamble to this two partContinue reading “2019 by the Books : Not Work”

2019 by the Books: Work

I’ll spare you the apologetic preamble about resurrecting the blog after two years, as well as the promises to do better about providing content more frequently going forward. We all know how this goes. We’re here today because I’ve been making a long ass annotated list of all the books I read in 2019 andContinue reading “2019 by the Books: Work”

Nope. I am not here for your shock, surprise or denials of who you/we are.

The neo-nazi white supremacist horror that unfolded in Charlottesville over the weekend is just the bitter fruit of a strong yet old-ass tree that will not die so long as we keep behaving like we haven’t been scarfing down said fruit to get where we want to be in life. Neo-nazis marching openly as whiteContinue reading “Nope. I am not here for your shock, surprise or denials of who you/we are.”

Nope. I didn’t think it would take me so long to finally write this.

But there you have it. I took a vacation from processing the serious stuff too intently and am finally ready to take you back to how I felt, after posting an article, on one of those abysmal post-election days, that was critical of the safety pin business. It was the Ijeoma Oluo essay that describedContinue reading “Nope. I didn’t think it would take me so long to finally write this.”

Sheri-Marie Harrison on Lorna Goodison’s “For My Mother (May I Inherit Half Her Strength)”

Originally posted on Mizzou Favorite Poems Project:
Professor Sheri-Marie Harrison ? My name is Sheri-Marie Harrison, I teach in the English Department, and I’ve been at MU since 2008. I’m a prose fiction scholar who admires many poems, but has genuine fondness for only Lorna Goodison’s poems. My favorite Goodison poem is “For My Mother…

Nope. There is still no chill over here in Missouri.

So, presha an’ all dese tings tun WAY up over here since last fall. If you don’t know what I’m referring to, take a quick crash course by reading this, this, and this for information about the student protest movements that successfully forced the resignation of the University of Missouri’s system president. See this for how Mizzou’s football team gotContinue reading “Nope. There is still no chill over here in Missouri.”

Nope. I didn’t expect Woody Allen’s Irrational Man would be triggering, but there you have it.

Holy shit you guys! It’s been a minute since I’ve had such a bad reaction to a movie. I don’t even like the word triggering and how it’s being trotted out to keep the ignorant blissfully so. But I struggled for reals with mounting anger through Woody Allen’s Irrational Man, while nonetheless still hoping I wouldContinue reading “Nope. I didn’t expect Woody Allen’s Irrational Man would be triggering, but there you have it.”

Nope. On this score, America is not all that different from the Dominican Republic (or the Bahamas)

“‘I have to do it. You rape our women and you’re taking over our country. And you have to go,’” is what the young white man who sat for an hour among those gathered for bible study said to his victims as he opened gunfire on them and reloaded his weapon five different times. TheseContinue reading “Nope. On this score, America is not all that different from the Dominican Republic (or the Bahamas)”

Nope. I did not want to give Rachel Dolezal a second thought.

But here I am, giving this more than a couple thoughts – committing thoughts to text even. I blame the ubiquity of the conversation about this white woman who passed as black for the last ten years, achieving what are considered benchmarks of African American ethnic responsibility and success such as presidency of an NAACPContinue reading “Nope. I did not want to give Rachel Dolezal a second thought.”

Nope. Tidal is not what we have been waiting for.

What’s not to like about an artist owned streaming service? Why wouldn’t one support sticking it to “the man,” aka Spotify, iTunes, Amazon etc.? Shouldn’t artists be properly compensated for their work by streaming music services? Is it not a crying shame that Aloe Blacc had a song that was streamed 168 million times but gotContinue reading “Nope. Tidal is not what we have been waiting for.”