When Taiye Selasie's Ted heralding the need to ask questions about where one is a local and not necessarily where one is from played over and over on my phone, one thing stuck with me; the fact that certain places scream positive connotations while other places project only negatives. Duh! We all know this, don't … Continue reading Dehumanizing Africa. Why Topography and Animals remain at the Forefront of Conversations
Background Ngugi Wa Thiong'o has advocated for writing in African languages because how relevant is African literature if we write not in our native tongues but in the language of the White man? While I have my own opinion on this line of thought, the other subjects of discussion that come up after the former … Continue reading Is Wifey Status an Achievement?
When I saw Christiane Amanpour outdoor her new show Sex and Lovearound the world, I wondered what grand plan lay behind the production of this show... 9:40 something pm, my phone is buzzing with messages. The girls are upset over Moesha's comments about Ghanaian women and their having to live off transactional relationships often with older … Continue reading Moesha Boduong, the Ghanaian Reality or a Disgrace to the Image of the ‘Honest’ Working Class Ghanaian Woman?
Looking on social media and hearing people speak/write, I've questioned the meaning of trends such as #drippingmelanin, #doitfortheculture, #feminist. Needless to say that somehow #teamlightskin has gradually faded out, with #drippingmelanin gradually taking its place and hitherto weird looking Sudanese models suddenly taking center stage with their lean bodies, sharp jawlines and dark skins; Lupita's unapologetic … Continue reading Cardi B’s Invasion of Privacy and Rethinking Feminism
Placing this in context My professor looked me squarely in the face and said, you speak French, yet that isn't enough, really, I think it's time for a new language and I believe Portuguese would be a good fit for you. Among many emotions to choose from, I felt nothing. I agreed totally with him; … Continue reading My Love and Hate Relationship with Portuguese
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and … Continue reading Invictus, William Ernest Henley
4am. I am beyond late. The idealistic part of me hated the job but the realistic part urged me and told me to go gather life experience and sauce for my writings. I'd read Emile Zola and how the repetitive imagery of darkness fills Germinal. A white horse trapped in the bowels of the mine … Continue reading Factory Girls