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Kathy Y. Wilson

Summer Breeze

0 Comments · Wednesday, July 8, 2015
I detest summer in Cincinnati. Whenever I hear sirens — and living on a boisterous corner of Woodburn Avenue for the past 13 years I hear plenty of sirens — I think: Cincinnati police must be taxed and overworked.  


0 Comments · Wednesday, July 1, 2015
All things being equal, I am mightily confused by America, but also greatly enamored with Her. She has fooled around and redeemed herself to a great many of Her people.  

Larry Gross: Charles Bukowski, Neat

0 Comments · Wednesday, June 24, 2015
If Charles Bukowski had a cousin who was slightly less self-destructive, not at all a womanizer and who lurked in the deeper shadows of Bukowski, writing in the margins, it would have been Larry Gross.  

Blurred Lines

0 Comments · Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Rachel Dolezal’s adopted black brother said: “It all started with the hair.” If she weren’t in the news for being black but really white, I would say that “starting with the hair” would most definitely make the recently resigned president of the Spokane chapter of the NAACP a black woman.  

When #blacklivesdontmatter to Black People

0 Comments · Wednesday, June 10, 2015
As Cincinnati Police Chief Jeffrey Blackwell prepared to hand in his city manager-ordered 90-day plan to curb this city’s outburst of violence, black folks from Avondale to Westwood, Walnut Hills to Bond Hill to Winton Hills and even murderous black parents under the jurisdiction of the local branch of Ohio Jobs and Family Services behaved as though their black lives — and no others — mattered worth a damn.  

Stop Making Sense

0 Comments · Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Modern civil rights acts of civil disobedience have run off the rails and become something beyond counterintuitive; it’s become far-reaching, obtuse and even ironic.  

Auction Bloc

0 Comments · Wednesday, May 20, 2015
When Thom Shaw was alive, sometimes I would do a drive-by to see if his little black truck with the ARTWERK license plate was in the parking lot in Essex Studios. If it was and I had some time — because Thom Shaw could talk me under the table — I’d pull in and make my way back to his space.  

White Like Me

0 Comments · Wednesday, May 13, 2015
There is an entire generation of black women who owe our very nerdiness to David Letterman — the man and the show.  

Victim Language

0 Comments · Wednesday, May 6, 2015
What amounted to the package of reporting on the shooting death of Gregory Douglas is woefully lacking in holistic reporting.  

B’more, Please Be More

0 Comments · Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Snapshot: In 1968, Baltimore, Maryland, erupted in violent looting, rioting and fires as police clashed with citizens in the city’s streets just as cops in Newark, N.J., and Cincinnati’s Avondale neighborhoods were doing the same.