Am I Black Enough For You?
This is probably going to be a highly controversial note, but it just needs to come out. I strongly encourage opinions and thoughts to be shared because that's how I roll. If you can't be respectful, then you know how I rolls on that too. As you can see by my title, I have posed a question. I am not asking about myself, but in general.. Somewhere in time, there came this mentality that being Black was not just about race. Apparently, it is an experience, a burden, a joy, a pain, a wish, a steppingstone, an honor, a curse, an attitude.. ..a dream.. ..a nightmare.. ..a mentality.. ..a whole lot more than the box you check when you apply for a job. This is why I am a bit curious. When did being Black become so much more than your race? Why is it now an all encompassing being? Is it really like that symbiote that took over Eddie that changed his very attitude? All of this pondering stemmed from Sheila Johnson's little janky comments about Oprah's network not ...