"What have you bought into/ How much will it cost to buy you out?" -- Poet Saul Williams Back in the day, I used to like Alicia Reece. I voted for the vice mayor. Twice. Be clear that I empathi  

During the April 7 March for Justice, I wasn't in the number as a reporter or writer. I went to mend my splintered humanity. I'm also not a member of New Prospect Baptist Church. I have disagreed p  

Adversaries on both sides of the human rights boycott have played the race card. Cincinnati's club owners just want musicians to play. "We wanted to do something to celebrate our local diversit  

The air is different there. I finally walked to Republic Street near 13th Street. On Good Friday afternoon, I saw for myself the fading shrine marking the spot where Timothy Thomas, 19, scared and r  

Where were you when Halle Berry got her best actress Oscar? Like other life-defining phenomena -- the assassinations of presidents and pop stars, acts of terror and the births of our children -- thi  

In their feeble attempts to paint Cincinnati in diverse brush strokes, Mayor Charlie Luken and Vice Mayor Alicia Reece -- heretofore known as the "black back-up" -- have mounted a media-fueled jugge  

Saul Williams has more slashes than Jack the Ripper. He is: poet slash actor slash screenwriter slash musician slash Rock star. And through each medium Williams spits invocations, channeling the g  

"Let's make a pact for our lives/ in our homeland/ built on the bricks that we've made/ in my dreamland." -- "Dreamland," Madeleine Peyroux Changed much? Our president is popular because he land  

Cosby, Smokey, Prince and Marsalis. It sounds like a low-rent, late-night Channel 64 law firm, but we know them as the growing contingent of black men who've disallowed us the pleasure of their comp  

On the eve of Tony Ringer's trial for two counts of aggravated murder, visions of O.J. Simpson are dancing through my head. It's laughable, spooky and democratic that Simpson is free not only to wal