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Of Love and Blood: For People Who Like To Watch Child Abuse Porn on Social Media

2016-11-29T17:39:06-05:00

That’s the question a lot of folks have been asking about the latest viral video of a sweaty hulking father who punished his son for walking out of class by lacing up a pair of boxing gloves and repeatedly punching him in the chest and [...]

I’ll Be So Proud When My Daughter is President and Runs a Corrupt Oligarchy

2016-11-29T17:39:07-05:00

I want my black American daughter to be president of the United States when she grows up – and to evade, at all costs, the question of whether a president of the United States of America can be morally just. I want her to wear [...]

As a Minority Student at Mizzou, The Racial Tensions There Didn’t Surprise Me

2016-11-29T17:39:09-05:00

This week’s events at the University of Missouri don’t surprise me one bit. As a graduate student in Mizzou’s journalism school with a Japanese and Jewish background, I know what it’s like to be a minority. There, I am regularly reminded that I am different. Without [...]

My University Studies Haven’t Saved Me From Homelessness and Hunger

2016-11-29T17:39:09-05:00

Food and housing insecurity do not disappear from people’s lives when they go to college. There is this damaging misconception that once you get to college – once you’re on an upwardly mobile, higher-education track – you magically have the same resources and opportunities as everyone [...]

dear (future) school official: my son will be absent

2016-11-29T17:39:10-05:00

By Tiffany Rose Smith | Originally Published at Rose With Words. October 27, 2015 dear (future) school official: my son will be absent because in our house we teach him to respect others, but also stand up for himself and those in need. we do not want [...]

Race, Memory, and the World That Made New Orleans

2016-11-29T17:39:10-05:00

My father is listed as white on his birth certificate. His great-grandfather was the founder of America’s first black daily newspaper. But when I tell the story of my family, inextricably linked to the narrative of New Orleans and, in fact, to the country, I [...]

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