March 2012
February 2012
raw like sushi: Carnival of Apartheid →
blacklooks:
The image of Brazil’s annual carnival season as a happy multi-everything, integrated rainbow fest is a huge myth probably propagated by the Brazilian tourist board. The state of Bahia in northern Brazil has historical importance to Black Brazilians as this was the port of entry…
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I hate hearing women say that they are ugly. Makes...
Black and Third World people are expected to educate white people as to our...
– (via jegna)
I love animation because in the world of animation, you can be anything you...
– CHRIS ROCK, introducing the Best Animated Film Oscar. (via inothernews)
Afro-Europe →
Great blog that focuses on Africans and African descendants living in Europe.
TheAfroSistuh: People ask, "Why is there a Black... →
lati-negros:
knowledgeequalsblackpower:
NO ONE asks.. “Why is there a Philosophy Department?”… “Why is there a History Department?” … “Why is there a Sociology Department?”
They don’t ask those questions because they don’t even realize that they’re studying [White] philosophy… [White]…
lotuslove24 asked: Hi i appreciate your blog because you are letting people know that African women are very beautiful AND that we are all not nigerian.
In Need of an Exodus →
Africans need to read this. It is time for us to stopping seeking an exodus in the West and build up our homelands. We must go back home for things to get better.
monochromaticblack:
africaisdonesuffering:
When it came to patriotism, no American citizen was as determined to scream his allegiance to the States as much as Eddy. Originally from Nigeria, he had come to the USA, a wide-eyed,...
Never be ashamed of your sexuality. It is essential to your being. Don’t...
– NB
Learning to love my skin
Colorism is real and is present in every corner and crevice of the African community, from the most conscious to the most oblivious. Being a Black, African woman of dark complexion with kinky hair and distinct West African physical features, there is no space (Black or White) I have entered without being subject to whispers, gazes, and even snickers. The journey to loving my physical being is a...