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Leviticus: Faggot (No. 65)

0 Comments · Wednesday, January 8, 2003
"Hey faggot, better run, run, run 'cause Daddy's home/ Daddy's sweet little boy just a little too sweet/ and every night the man showed the faggot what a real man should be." -- "Leviticus: Faggot,  

Uncle Tom's Cabin

0 Comments · Wednesday, January 1, 2003
The grounds are rocky where my intellect turns somersaults. It's a conspiracy of time and place that I navigate this malaise. It's an emotional/spiritual/professional End-of-the-Year Clearance Sale  

Merry Christmas to Me

0 Comments · Thursday, December 26, 2002
EDITOR'S NOTE: Kathy was too busy to write a new letter to Santa Claus, so she sent last year's instead. A version of this column first ran in the issue of Dec. 20-26, 2001. Dear Santa, Can you pl  

Bum's Cathedral

0 Comments · Thursday, December 19, 2002
They handed out fleece-lined jackets. Grady Cook got one. We gathered in the basement of the Mt. Auburn Presbyterian Church Dec. 14 for the annual dinner of the Greater Cincinnati Coalition for the  

Cincinnati UpSouth

0 Comments · Thursday, December 12, 2002
Cincinnati is the southern-most northern city. Yet, in our uppity northern ways, we make fun of all things southern. But they've made visible strides since sprayin' niggers with hoses was a sport.  

Movin' On Up

0 Comments · Thursday, December 5, 2002
Oh, those party conversations. It was said wistfully, as in passing. Still it carried heft. Whooomp! Like a steaming sack of hot do-do it splattered down. The affluent black woman at the holiday g  

Sacred Cow

0 Comments · Wednesday, November 27, 2002
I'm a lapsed Christian. Then so is my pastor. The Rev. Freddie T. Piphus has been disengaged from leadership at Lincoln Heights Missionary Baptist Church (LHMBC). And it disturbs me to say so. The  

Head Job

0 Comments · Thursday, November 14, 2002
I use humor. I use it to diffuse the stereotype of the angry black bitch and to stunt my hate-filled, presumptuous and bigoted growth. I guffaw to keep from screaming. Seth wanted to rub my head.   


0 Comments · Thursday, November 7, 2002
Black girls dissimilar to black girls like Taylore Mahogany Scott suck their teeth and roll their eyes at her. Though dreadlocked and in search of blackness everywhere, Scott's diction, elocution a  

That Negro Problem

0 Comments · Thursday, October 31, 2002
When I was a young girl, I'd burst home, breathless tales of schoolmates swinging between my pigtails. "Mom, Jeffrey, this white boy at school ..." or "Karen, this one white girl ..." I didn't make