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Kathy Y. Wilson

Labor (Day) Pains

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 8, 2004
I get up and go to bed according to work. Most days and nights are governed by the mental lassoing of the free fall of ideas, sentences and word searches. I even fall asleep tapping a replay of the  

The Hangy-Down Theory®

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 1, 2004
Penile misdeeds transcend politics. Rebecca Collins' allegations of sexual harassment and gender discrimination against Hamilton County Prosecutor Mike Allen have nothing whatever to do with donkey  

Cover Story: It's Just Talk

The Buzz on black talk radio

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Black talk radio is the new black church. Can I get an "Amen?" It looms where once the church defined and dictated black political activism, morality and community standing. It crowns racial   

Plantation Lullabies

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 18, 2004
The slave pen has been Swiffered®. The cleanliness of the National Underground Railroad Freedom Center's centerpiece, an 1830 slave pen salvaged from a Northern Kentucky farm, transcends "comp  

Tired From Jump

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Hooty-hoot! This will be the year of the wrong white men yielding the right-of-way to who's left. Regardless of which evil of the two lessers nabs the White House in November, we in Cincinnati can r  

How the Caged Nigga Seems

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 4, 2004
Cincinnati is addicted to containment. Gentrification on steroids pushes low-living whites and blacks closer together into a crushing embrace of poverty, rising crime and substandard public educati  


0 Comments · Wednesday, July 28, 2004
I missed another family reunion. Still, the Hills -- my mother's people from Edward and Mary Alice -- are closer than we let on. Though we cousins fork at the point where our parents diverge, we sh  

Big Pimpin'

0 Comments · Wednesday, July 14, 2004
If lawsuits were playbooks, the residents of Hamilton County got played by the Cincinnati Bengals. Nah. We got pimped. Every time I drive past Paul Brown Stadium, I can hear Bengals President Mike   

Step Into a World

0 Comments · Wednesday, July 7, 2004
I am not jealous. Squeaky Negroes get ignored. But when majority culture sets out searching for "black power" and returns with sepia images of itself, something's gone terribly, horribly wrong. "Wh  

Peace Out

0 Comments · Wednesday, June 30, 2004
How will the families of Matthew Maupin and the families of all those anonymous missing, dead and assumed dead military personnel and civilians in Iraq celebrate the early and clandestine handover o