Claudine – The Welfare Queen


In 1974, Diahann Carroll and James Earl Jones starred in the motion picture Claudine – a single Black mother of six children, on welfare, who finds love in a garbage man. Claudine is one of the first movies to highlight the dynamics of the Black male/female relationship. It also shows the interference of the WHITE man and his ruling thumb as king of the Welfare Queen.

Introducing the Welfare Queen

The first dialogue exchanged between Diahann and the other Black maids taking the bus to work. She explains how she’s suffering from headaches and lack of sleep. The other Blackwomen exchange looks and conclude that it’s perhaps because she hadn’t had sex that morning. She’s a single mother with six children she exclaims! She can’t be putting out and “sleeping around”. A Blackwoman in the group pipes up, “when women fought for equal opportunities they didn’t mean voting – when you got needs, you got needs!”

Let me be so fucking crystal clear on this: when WHITE women were fighting for “equal opportunity” is DID NOT include the Blackwoman. I know this is a hard concept for many Blackwomen to grasp. Gloria Steinem doesn’t give a damn about your BLACK RIGHTS. This so-called “women’s liberation” movement never sought to include the Blackwoman. WHITE women sought to be liberated from WHITE men. She wanted the same equal opportunities as the WHITE man!

The majority of Black folks in Amerikkka fought for CIVIL RIGHTS yet along comes a blonde bimbo telling you to leave your man because she wants to leave hers. The Blackman wasn’t holding the Blackwoman back – what the hell does she need to be liberated from? You say you got needs? Well, tell me what else you want from a Blackman other than an orgasm – if that’s all you’re looking for why should he be the one searching for more?

It Must Be Her Fault

James wants to know what the hell happened to her to be thirty-six with six kids. The Blackman longs to understand how this “keeps” happening to the Blackwoman. “Oh [I must be one of those] ignorant black bitches who always got to be laid up with some dude; grinding, having babies for the taxpayer to take care of”. Slavery and designated Sex Farm Plantations treated Black people like cattle! Blackmen were desired for their big, strong, strapping – “Sambo” physique as he would produce “good stock”. The Blackwoman didn’t make too much of a difference to the slave-master. The Blackwoman would lie around and layup with the various, strange men master brought for her to have sex with. Later he would soon separate every member of that BLACK family.

We, as Blackwomen, have learned that the only value we possess is being able to produce children. Often you can hear a Blackwoman proudly saying, “at least I get paid for what I do now”. The Blackman has been conditioned to believe that his worth is measured by how many children he has. His genes must be worth something is master wants more like him. We were taught these concepts by the WHITE man. Conditions of slavery have stayed with us generations later. Today, Blackwomen still measure their worth based on who wants to sleep with them. Today, Blackmen still measure their worth based on how many women they have slept with.

White Supremacy Holds on Tight

Single with six children – the Blackwoman has been down this road before. She prepares herself for the moment the Blackman will not want to bear the burden of being a husband and a father. She can’t see herself with things no woman around her has yet to acquire. From birth, Blackwomen are emotionally and psychologically prepared to go through life alone. She tells the Blackman, “let’s just enjoy each other until it’s over. Nice goodbye. Nice memories.” The Blackwoman sikes herself out before she ever goes to bat. 

How could she ever see a life without her husband – Mr. Welfare. He is the nosiest husband in town! What does he do? He sends his tired WHITE woman to your door for information. Quick – hide the toaster! Hide the iron! Hide the man! Don’t you dare get caught with another man in HIS house!

He damn near starves you and makes you beg for pennies at his feet. If you can’t feed your children then you don’t d-es-e-r-ve them he tells you. You get a part-time job without telling him you are a sneaky, lying fraud! Decide to stay home and “raise the children” you are lazy. You no longer desire to be the Welfare Queen of this racist castle. You want a divorce but he refuses to sign the papers. Therefore you teach your daughters that any Blackman worth loving “will bring the groceries instead of eating yours”. But how can he?

The System is Rigged

The Blackman wants to take Mr. Welfare’s woman? How much money you got? Every dollar the Blackman makes must be reported to Mr. Welfare. Every purchase, every gift. If you marry the single Blackwoman and her children they become your sole financial responsibility. Blackmen often feel like if those aren’t HIS children then HE shouldn’t be financially responsible. Let’s say he goes through with it and marries this Blackwoman. Mr. Welfare says the Blackwoman don’t need money if the Blackman is working. He’s over forty! He’s a garbage man!

Mr. Welfare doesn’t care. He’s bitter and wants his woman back! The Blackman now has to PROVE that he is MAN enough to take care of his family without foreign assistance. No handouts! But what if he loses his job? The law states the unemployed, married Blackman MUST apply for welfare. All the reporting, deductibles, interviews and home-visits will drive that Blackman to drink. He concludes that it is better to love her from a distance or give up the idea of loving her at all. Now papa’s a rolling stone.

Nothing Has Changed Today

James leaves Diahann because it’s just too much! Just when things couldn’t get worse her eldest son has a vasectomy. He figures being a father or a husband is the worst thing to be. It’ll never work out because the WHITE man isn’t playing fair. Also, her eldest daughter is now unmarried and pregnant. Begin the cycle. “Momma if you loved me why didn’t you kill me like they did on the plantation?” her son asked. You see there was once a time when Black mothers would kill their infant child because she knew the future ahead of it. Diahann replied, “I guess I don’t love you because I wanted you to LIVE” – she sees a better future now. Unfortunately, when slavery ended the WHITE man had no use for Black babies. He stole the concept of welfare from Black communities, coined the term “eugenics” and formulated Planned Parenthood.

Blackwomen want husbands for themselves and fathers for their children. The Blackman sees his only possible opportunity as making money – BUYING FREEDOM. However, don’t be so easily moved. Money ain’t everything. Learn, study and educate yourself – for yourself, by yourself; no foreign assistance! All the money in the world means nothing to the BLACK NATION if you don’t have the knowledge on what to do with it. The biggest house on the hill and the nicest car in the driveway carries no merit if you are one day from the unemployment line. To Mr. Welfare the unwed Black mother and jobless Black father are…

P.S. James marries Diahann.

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Self-Reflective Healing

Healing Through Knowledge

Healing is the process to make sound or healthy again. I’ve read a book called, “The Blackman’s Guide to Understanding the Blackwoman” written by Shahrazad Ali. Clearly, the book is targeted towards men but it is something that women should be reading as well. I never realized the generational psychological factors, stress and damage slavery caused between Black men and women. The healing will not take place overnight.

Healing is to Confess

With childhood trauma, denial, low self-esteem and immaturity I lost someone I never thought I could lose. I suppose I didn’t “lose” them as much as I abandoned them. Horrible memories, unresolved pain, and childlike behavior finally went too damn far. Sometimes you aren’t always granted the opportunity to be a better person today than you were yesterday. I stopped looking in the mirror and chose to live life “day-by-day”. No plan. No blueprint. Nothing to follow. I assumed that one day I would wake up and “it would all make sense”.

Healing is to Take Responsibility

Instead, the complete fucking opposite happened. I woke up to nothing. No one. After 25 years I finally feel responsible – for myself. Maybe I did use my family as a crutch. Perhaps I blamed my now ex-boyfriend for being in prison for the last five years. I like to believe I hadn’t excelled in life because I bought into what the white American societal structure has brainwashed us to believe. About life. About love.

Healing is to Reveal

Through reading this book I have decided that to heal myself and, hopefully, other Black women that I show who I am. In order to do that I must critically examine where I come from, what I’ve been through, the relationships I have fostered and where I hope to go. Writing is highly therapeutic to me as I am a better writer than speaker. I aspire, through every upcoming entry, to remedy more than just myself. I don’t know where on the internet these posts will circulate but whilst I heal I hope to inspire.


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Who You Gonna Call?

There are all sorts of hotlines out there waiting to dialed. Hundreds of millions of people use some sort of hotline either every day or once in their lifetime.  Most people are familiar with the sex hotlines. You know, the ones that come on television after midnight; “call now for a sexy chat with Tiffany, she’s waiting for you” – yeah, those. Or to call for the 187th volume of ‘Body & Soul’s’ two-disc CD collection? Those commercials are the best jam sessions. Unlike those what about the hotline’s that aren’t televised?

Netflix features a documentary titled, Hotline (also available on Amazon Prime) that made me think about hotlines in a completely different light. Outside of the typical hotlines for music, physics or toys, there are those for real people going through real things.

“I Just Really Need Someone to Talk to”

A quick Google search of “hotlines for help” will bring forth thousands of results. Hotlines exist for suicide, depression, sexual assault, pregnancy and domestic violence. Which ones have you made bling?

Me? I distinctively remember calling a depression hotline back in 2013.

How Did You Get Here?


Honestly, first, I had to be honest with myself. I hesitated for about 15 minutes. Was I really that bad off that I needed to talk to a complete stranger about the hardships that I endured? I was. At that time I lived clear across the country with only a duffel bag full of clothes and a dream. My boyfriend (past and present) was just sentenced to prison and I had just graduated from trade school. With a dimly bright future and a new-found singleness, I wanted something more. So, I spent the fourth of July in Washington D.C. where I knew no one, had no money and the battery on my cell phone had just died.

I was living in Maryland the night I made the call. Sitting on the balcony of the apartment, staring at the night sky, with nothing but a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine, I dialed. At first, I hung up before it could even ring. I wasn’t sure if that was something I truly wanted to do. Finally, 5 minutes, 3 cigarettes and 2 glasses later I faced the music – or at least the sound of my own voice.

What Did You Talk About?

The voice on the other end of the phone was “comforting”. A white woman seemingly in her 40’s. I imagined her to be 30 pounds overweight with sandy-blonde hair, circular wire-rimmed glasses wearing a sweater. She wanted to know my life to which I told her that I hated it. I never once felt like I knew what I was doing or why. My brother got terminally sick at a very young age that placed him in a wheelchair and my mother was a single parent. That was my life – my story. I didn’t know who I was outside of those two factors and even more crucial was that I didn’t know who I wanted to be.

I sat on the other end of that phone call, staring up at the night sky, leaning over that balcony tipsy and sobbing. My personal failures, hope, and all-time aspirations were met by a person who only wanted to listen. I gave her everything I had and after 15 minutes I simply hung up. It was over when I wanted it to be over. I was never going to run into this woman in a grocery store or sit across from her at a doctor’s office. I could have, possibly, and yet, she would never truly know me nor I her.

Who Do You Talk To Now?

I’ve meant to dial QuitPlan for non-judgmental help to quit smoking – cigarettes, Mary Jane gets to stay. I haven’t done that yet.

I’m actually not really big on talking but mostly I talk to all of you. I write and let the words fall where they may. I was recently logged into Facebook where a notification said something about my “fans” wanting to hear more from me. And if I’m being honest again, or shall be, I don’t want fans. I desire readers. You can be a fan of #SheLived and who you think Brittney is and have never read a post. These days people concern themselves with pictures and 140-character statuses instead of full written articles. Fuck that. I prefer for you to have read everything I’ve ever written and decided that you just don’t like me as a person.

If you’re really willing to read – I’m willing to talk.


G.O.A.T. – ALI

Who in the hell is Cassius Clay? I don’t know that man. The Greatest Of All Time (G.O.A.T.) as Muhammed Ali. Here is a humble list of my favorite quotes from the most confident man to ever live (in no particular order):


  • The man who has no imagination has no wings

  • If you even dream of beating me you’d better wake up & apologize

  • It’s not bragging if you can back it up

  • Champions aren’t made in gyms. Champions are made from something they have deep inside them — a desire, a dream, a vision

  • It’s hard to be humble when you’re as great as I am

  • I’m young; I’m handsome; I’m fast. I can’t possibly be beat

  • I am the greatest, I said that even before I knew I was

  • Live every day as if it were your last because someday you’re going to be right

  • I don’t have to be what you want me to be

  • I figured that if I said it enough I would convince the world that I really was the greatest

  • Superman don’t need no seat-belt

  • It’s a lack of faith that makes people afraid of meeting challenges & I believe in myself

  • My only fault is that I don’t realize how great I really am

  • Ali’s got a left, Ali’s got a right – when he knocks you down, you’ll sleep for a night; & when you lie on the floor and the ref counts to ten, hope & pray that you never meet me again

When you take your place on the right, and Pac’s sitting in the middle, save me a seat on the left at Thug’s Mansion R.I.P.

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Transformation Tuesday!

She Did That!

Now, if you know me in real life or have seen me on social media for transformation Tuesday, you know that I have lost a significant amount of weightI have been on this healthy food journey for about two years now and try to eat either vegetarian or vegan.

My journey started 2 years ago when I got my first apartment. Grocery shopping for yourself is a task. I remember being a child questioning my mother’s decision to get store brand versus name brand.  As an adult, I understood that struggle! We will eat generic all damn day. Just close your eyes and think really, really hard. Also, as a typical 20-year-old, my money did not go towards the essentials of keeping me alive. It wasn’t so much that I was a smart shopper; I simply wasn’t shopping.

Bless Netflix for Their Food Docs

Last year I watched Food Inc. on Netflix and it was so enlightening and low-key spiritual. It inspired me to truly take charge of what goes into my body. I purchased two cookbooks:

The Forks Over Knives Plan (FOK) is a 4-week meal-by-meal makeover. Moreover, I felt it would give me the background and scientific information needed to start right. The Lusty Vegan is both a cookbook and relationship manifesto for vegans and the people who love them. Written by a black man, Ayinde Howell and co-written with some white girl. 

This week, I did the FOK Breakfast Tart and the BLACK GIRLS WORKOUT TOO vegetarian chili for lunch. For dinner I prepared my personal recipe for Jamaican chicken served with the Lusty Vegan quinoa-brown rice cranberry skillet stuffing (dressing if ya black)



Breakfast Tart



  • 2 c. rolled oats
  • 1 tsp ground cinnamon
  • 1/2 tsp of sea salt
  • 3 tbsp pure maple syrup
  • 1/2 c. cinnamon applesauce
  • 1/2 tsp of ground coffee (optional)


  • 6 c fresh fruit or 1/2 bag of frozen
  • 3 tbsp arrowroot powder
  • 2 tbsp fresh lemon juice
  • 1 tsp ground cinnamon
  • 1/4 c chocolate chips (optional)
  • Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. In one bowl, combine the topping and in another combine the filling. Get an 8X8 pan, spread the filling evenly, cover with topping. Bake for 20 minutes, cut the temperature to 325 and bake for another 20-25 minutes.

Vegetarian Chili


  • 1 tbsp olive oil
  • 1 medium diced onion
  • 1 diced red pepper
  • 10 chopped baby carrots
  • 2-3 cloves of minced garlic
  • 2-3 tbsp chili powder
  • 2-3 tsp cumin
  • 2, 15 oz can diced tomatoes
  • 2 c tomato juice
  • 2 c veggie broth
  • 1, 28 oz can black beans
  • 1 can corn
  • 1/2 c chopped cilantro
  • cayenne pepper (optional)
  • salt and pepper to taste
  • Put it all in a pot, cover and cook for about an hour.

Jamaican Chicken with Quinoa-Brown Rice

Quinoa-Brown Rice

brown rice

  • 3 tbsp vegan butter (I use Nutiva)
  • 1 c chopped onion
  • 3 celery stalks
  • 2 tbsp fresh chopped sage
  • 1 tbsp fresh chopped rosemary
  • 1 tsp minced fresh thyme
  • 1 tsp garlic juice
  • 1/4 c sherry
  • 1 c cooked quinoa
  • 1 c cooked brown rice (or wild rice)
  • 1/2 c dried cranberries
  • salt and black pepper
  • Melt the butter in a large skillet, add onions, celery, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Saute until the onions become translucent, about 5 minutes. Stir in cooked carbs and cranberries. Sean with salt and pepper, drizzle garlic juiced, mix well for another 5 minutes or until hot.

Jamaican Chicken


  • 4 chicken thighs (with skin) or 4 boneless chicken breast cut in half
  • 2 tbsp Dr. Mike’s original jerk blend
  • 2 tbsp Ocho Rios Jerk
  • 2 tbsp Indian Curry spice mix
  • Salt and black pepper
  • 1/4 c sherry
  • 4-5 rosemary stalks
  • 2 large sage stalks
  • 3-4 thyme stalks
  • 1/4 vegan butter
  • Combine all ingredients except for the vegan butter into a Ziploc bag and marinate the chicken either 4-6 hours or overnight if you can. Next, preheat the oven to 425 F degrees. Meanwhile, on high heat, melt the vegan butter in a cast-iron skillet. Then empty the contents of the Ziploc bag into the pan and cook chicken – skin down, until golden brown. Tilt the skillet at an angle so that the butter and fat may collect one side to baste the chicken. Finally, finish off in the oven for 40-45 minutes. Remove from the oven and baste again. Serve with quinoa and a glass of red.

I Was On The Radio – WMPR 90.1!!


Have You Heard WMPR?

On January 18th, 2015, I did an interview with WMPR 90.1 – The Voice of the Community in Jackson, MS.  With long-time popular reggae DJ Eddie James, I discussed some of the highs and lows to operating a blog. I also blessed the airways with a little spoken word, spoke on Ferguson and the future for SheLived.

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February 12th: NAACP

The  NAACP is the nation’s oldest, largest and most widely recognized civil rights organization.

With more than half a million members and supporters around the world the NAACP advocates for civil rights in communities, equal opportunity, and voter mobilization.

The race riot of 1908 in Springfield, Illinois signaled a plea for help in the community and called for a sit-down. 60 people, including W.E.B. Du Bois and Ida B. Wells, signed the call. The NAACP’s primary objective was to ensure the political, educational, social and economic equality of minorities in the United States.

In 1910, the organization established its national office in New York City where Moorfield Storey, a white constitutional lawyer, sat as president. At the time, the only African-American among the executives was W.E.B. Du Bois who established their official journal, The Crisis. Today, The Crisis is one of the oldest black periodicals in America and continues to be a respected journal of thought, opinion, and analysis.

Laying the Foundation

By 1913, the NAACP had established branch offices in Boston, Baltimore, Washington, D.C. and Detroit. By 1919 membership had grown to 90,000 members with more than 300 local branches. During the Great Depression, they focused on economic equality as the decline had affected African-Americans more than others. The 1940’s saw a surge in membership as they continued to act as legislative and legal advocates.

The NAACP worked diligently during the civil rights movement and succeeded in abiding by their mission. In 1954, headed by Thurgood Marshall, the NAACP Legal Defense and Educational Fund saw victory in winning Brown v Board of Education.This outlawed segregation in public schools, as well as the passage of several Civil Rights Acts and the Voting Rights Act of 1965. Despite all the victories, these were very trying times for African-Americans and especially for members of the NAACP. The unsolved house bombing of Harry T. Moore and the murder of Mississippi Field Secretary Medgar Evers were in retaliation. During this time the NAACP continued to offer legal representation, aid and even posted bail for Freedom Riders.

The Legacy Lives On Today

As millions of African-American’s continue to live in poverty, are preyed upon and face racial segregation throughout the United States, the NAACP is still needed and relevant. I could never truly capture the essence that is everything that the NAACP stood and stands for. I hope you know more than you before through my commentary or the links that I have provided.

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Who TF is Beck???


Album of the Year – Grammy’s 2015

I think it’s a fair statement to say that all music outlets have been steadily declining over the last decade. BET has been garbage since the day Free and Aj left, MTV has been MTV and VH1 thrives on depicting negative images of women of color into the media. We’re not getting quality music anymore because that isn’t the focus. The biggest award of the night had everyone screaming, “Who TF is Beck?”

We Don’t Need White Approval

We can all outright agree that the Grammy’s indeed sucked. No one is watching award shows anymore for the music but rather to see what’s the real flavor of the tea and to throw shade on Twitter. The Grammy’s sucked because it did not represent all categories in ways that they should have.

Taylor Swift, Sam Smith, Ed Sheeran – they were all nominated in the same categories. How about some variety? How about other real good, songs and not those that were catchy? The Grammy’s, I believe, is intentionally leaving out certain types of music and people. Did we see the nominees for “Best Rap Album”? So are we just going to act like Cole, Nicki, YG, Rick Ross and Jeezy didn’t have albums last year? We get mediocre music when we don’t commend true compilations of work. And maybe I went for a bathroom break, but I don’t remember they even showing Best Rap Album live…..?


So, Kanye is like the President to the Board of Directors for the Beyhive. First, this is not to take away from the artist that Beck is but who. the. hell. is. he? Album of the year? Nah. Album of the year suggests that this album was/is a classic and E-V-E-R-Y-O-N-E knew about it. I didn’t know about Beck’s album in the last year, did you?

I hate hearing how Beyoncé needs four people to help with one song while Beck writes all his own and claims that artistry needs to be defended…..yaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwnnnnnn. Is the president still considered the “president” even though there is a house and senate? Is your mama not really your mama because she hired a nanny? Have several seats.

Like For real, Who is He?

Album of the year should have gone to the woman who dropped an album in the middle of the night, with no fair warning and kept it relevant for over a year without promotion. Did I forget to mention that this album sparked a successful international tour and an equally successful joint tour? This album had so much buzz that it was re-released, no promotion, with six new songs.

Beck may be a great artist but ‘Album of Year’ was not his award. It was Beyonce’s.

Who do you think deserved the award? How and why has the quality of music declined?

46th NAACP Awards: “50 Shades of Black”

Forget the Oscars hallelujah, forget the Emmy”s hallelujah, forget the Globes

Hallelujah – the 46th Annual NAACP Image Awards is here celebrating Black Excellence at the Pasadena Civic Auditorium. Anthony Anderson, from the ABC show, Blackish hosted this year’s show. His opening dance number was cute but I am so over award show hosts singing and dancing. I just ask that for the rest of 2015, we see some more creativity with the openings.

Dear Russell Simmons: in the near and far future, may we never again group Tyler Perry with Oprah (I don’t care how many shows he has on OWN), Aretha Franklin, Prince or Steven Spielberg?

As well as Eric B. Holder – the first African-American attorney general, here, in the United States. I appreciated his speech to never settle for injustice but to always strive for more and better. With that being said, where is the conviction for Darrin Wilson? He received the Chairman award.

My favorite looks from the red carpet belonged to Laverne Cox, Gabrielle Union, Angela Bassett and Kerry Washington; and after all this time they managed to get Ike and Tina back on stage together.


(order of appearance)

  • Outstanding Actress in a Motion Picture: Taraji “Cookie” Henson – No Good Deeds
  • Outstanding Actor in a Comedy Series: Anthony Anderson – Blackish. This is his first Image award.
  • Outstanding Actor in a Drama Series: Shemar Moore – Criminal Minds. Sorry, no shade, but Omari Hardwick really should have won for ‘Being Mary Jane’ and did anyone else notice how they had Common’s picture up in his place?
  • Outstanding Actress in a Drama Series: Viola Davis – How to Get Away with Murder. Again, no shade…..
  • Outstanding Actress in a Comedy Series: Tracee Ellis Ross – Blackish. I guess no one watches OITNB. Uzo Aduba is brilliant! I do, however, just want to say that Ross is my greatest hair crush and her speech was just as beautiful. 
  • Outstanding Comedy Series: Blackish. I will accept this. OITNB I don’t really consider it a comedy, it’s a drama in my book – it’s just really funny. 
  • Outstanding Drama Series: How to Get Away with Murder. I suppose ‘Being Mary Jane’ needs to step it up in this second season, eh? But big ups to Shonda for dominating this category.  
  • Outstanding Actor in a Motion Picture: David Oyelowo – Selma….duh
  • Outstanding Motion Picture: Selma – let me just say that I wrote Selma down before they even announced it, I mean are we not surprised? 
  • Entertainer of the Year: Taraji “Cookie” Henson

This year’s show sponsors were Southwest Airlines, Wal-Mart and the University of Phoenix. Be sure to watch TV One’s Original Movie, “White Water” starring Sharon Leal and Larenz Tate tomorrow night at 7 pm.

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February 3rd: Negro Baseball League

The Negro Baseball League originated

In Kansas City, MO in the 1800s where many African-Americans played baseball on military, college and company teams. More than 2500 people, both men, and women contributed to the league as players, managers, and coaches. However, by the 1900s primarily due to Jim Crow laws, many black baseball players referred to “barnstorming”. Barnstorming is traveling around the country, usually along the countryside, hoping to find somewhere to stop for food and a ballpark.

I remember around a decade or so ago, visiting my great-grandmother in the summers down on the dirt roads in Mississippi, where there was a ballpark and everyone would turn up for the big game. As a child, it was always a fun time to get together with family and friends to partake in some good, old-fashioned baseball. Little did I know that my family was not only continuing barnstorming tradition but providing us youngsters with more their favorite American pastime but sharing a culture that has diminished since the days of the NBL.

In 1920, Andrew “Rube” Foster, along with several others, founded the Negro Baseball League where they maintained a high level of professionalism and became essential to the black communities. In 1945, Jackie Robinson became the “first” major league baseball player for the Brooklyn Dodgers. After the integration, many citizens followed Robinson and his career in the major leagues and thus the decline of the Negro Baseball League which would collapse in the early 1960s.

                          Andrew “Rube” Foster

The co-founder, president and chairman of the Negro Baseball League. While working for the organization, Foster was not paid but took 5% from ticket sales and distributed the rest however he saw fit. He is best remembered as the greatest manager in baseball. In 1981, he was inducted into the National Baseball Hall of Fame.

                         John “Bud” Fowler

The “first real” professional baseball player, Fowler began his professional career in 1878 as a pitcher where he eventually became an everyday player [any position] but preferred second base. Before the “big” leagues, Fowler played organized baseball with white ball clubs until the color line became well established and in 1887 he was dropped from Binghamton of the International League and was forbidden to sign with another International League team. In Lansing, MI during his tenth and last season, he hit .331, a record held until Jackie Robinson’s last season with the Brooklyn Dodgers. He died just before his 55th birthday.

                                Henry “Hank” Aaron

In 1952, Aaron signed to the Negro American League $200 where he played shortstop for three months. Scouted by several major league teams, including the New York Giants, he signed with the Milwaukee Braves later that same year. In 1956, Aaron won the National League batting title with a .328 average. On April 4th, 1974, Aaron hit his 715th home run breaking Babe Ruth’s record of 714. After a 23 year career with 755 home runs, Aaron retired and founded the “Chasing The Dream Foundation”. He was inducted into the National Baseball Hall of Fame in 1982.

                    Moses “Fleetwood” Walker

Another “first real” major league player, Walker played 42 games with the Toledo Blue Stockings of the American Association in 1884. Before the color line was established, Walker played with the Cleveland in the Western League, however in 1887 while playing for the Newark in the International League, Cap Anson refused to partake in the festivities setting the stage for future exclusions of blacks from established leagues. Although Walker was a well-received player, Baltimore and Louisville were not fans. He suffered a broken rib due to a foul tip amid threats of bodily harm from anonymous sources. After leaving baseball, Walker became a business person, inventor, newspaper editor and author.

Jackie Robinson

In 1945, Robinson played his only season in the Negro Baseball League as a shortstop with the Kansas City Monarchs. Robinson was an outstanding base stealer and an aggressive baserunner by utilizing his speed. In 1955, the Brooklyn Dodgers beat the New York Yankees and he retired with a .311 lifetime average. Five years after retiring, Robinson was voted into the Hall of Fame his first year of eligibility and was inducted in 1962.

For more information about the Negro Baseball League, visit the Negro Baseball League Museum in Kansas City, MO.


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Beyoncé’s a Feminist or Whatever

What Makes a Feminist – Let’s Ask Wendy dumbass

Friday, October 24th, on the Wendy Williams Show they discussed Beyoncé and feminism for ‘Hot Topics’ at the round table where they compared her twerking and thrusting on stage to Sandra Bullock making the same amount of money as George Clooney in a film. If you, Ali Wentworth and essentially, Wendy Williams, want to discuss feminism and having the right to claim that, let’s begin with Beyoncé’s career and accolades:

A Star in the Making

1990 – At the age of 9 she performed on Star Search with her girl group “Girls Tyme” and lost.

1998 – At 17, Beyoncé as the lead singer of ‘Destiny’s Child‘ released their self-titled début album with their first single “No, No, No” which established the group as a viable music act in the music industry

1999 – Destiny’s Child released their second album, “The Writings on the Wall” when Beyoncé was 18. The album went on to sell more than 8 million records worldwide.

2001 – Now at 21, Destiny’s Child released the album “Survivor” which gave us songs like ‘Independent Women’ and ‘Survivor’. They sold over a half a million records in its’ first week. Destiny’s Child became the #1 girl group of all time.

You were still declaring a major when she was leading the best girl group ever. Thirteen years later, with 5 successful solo albums and shutting down the power at the Superbowl XLVII for a full halftime 15-minute performance – why are people tripping?

Let’s Snatch Wigs with Straight Facts

• 15 million records sold in the U.S.

• 118 Million records sold worldwide

• Best record of winning the most Grammy’s in one night – 6

• 17 Grammy’s

• 2009 Artist of the Decade

• Guinness Book of World Records as a couple with husband, Jay-Z, being worth 122 million

• 2011 Billboard Millennium Award

• 10 movies (questionable acting, yes) rolling in a lifetime gross of over $600 billion

•7 fragrances with a reported $400 million in sales making them the highest selling celebrity fragrances of all time

•Headlined 4 successful tours

• As of June 2014 is at an estimated net worth of 450 million

• She’s only 33!

Feminists on Bullshit

Who decided that women attacking and dragging each other down was feminism? What woman said the CEO of a fortune 500 is more of a feminist than the woman than the stay-at-home mom? Who decided that it has to be one or the other and not both? Women decided that. Women are attempting to decide for other women what should bring purpose and fulfillment to their lives.

Name a man, another woman – a black woman at that. You can’t and yet you want to take away her title? How dare you.


White Women Can’t Speak on the Culture

Ali Wentworth pipes in how Betty Friedan never “twerked”. Honey child nobody “twerked” in 1963 and if white women today aren’t buying asses left and right simply to twerk. Women weren’t making boss ass moves in the sixties as they are in 2014. Women are game-changing shot callers now!

As a woman, if you want to buy a house – you work, save your money and buy it yourself. Do you want that corner office? Put in overtime for that motherfucker. Be an independent woman and don’t rely on any man – Beyoncé taught me. You want respect in your career and to be taken seriously as a woman then you force them to take you seriously; Beyoncé taught me.

Feminism Can Be Empowering!

To say that feminism is not about getting on stage and empowering then that’s ignorance on your part. Feminism is empowerment: giving women a reason to lift themselves up and be proud of who they are. Feminism is being a boss in everything that you touch; giving your very best effort but still maintaining yourself in your feminine nature. If the “original” white feminist weren’t fighting for women’s right to CHOOSE then what the fuck was they doing it for?

Why can’t Black women publicly admit that she is killing the game and chooses to be sexy along the way? Would it be better if she asked you for permission? How dare Annie Lennox to say Beyoncé should not dance provocatively for the sake of young viewers? Homegirl needs to take a look at Who Is Raising Our Daughters?  Shame on you to allow your seven-year-old daughter to chant along as Beyoncé sings performing fellatio on her husband in the backseat of a limo.

Feminism Was Designed for “White Women Only”

Beyoncé is the epitome of working your ass in your 20’s so when you hit 30 you can parade around Paris looking for yet another place to call home with your just as successful husband and beautiful child. Do you want to talk feminism in terms of Sandra Bullock earning the same amount of money as a male colleague in a movie yet you shame Beyoncé for her dancing?

First of all, Sandra isn’t feminism – its equality. During the Civil Rights Movement, they fought for the right to be able to eat, drink and be in the same facility as whites where the purpose was to fight for equal and fair treatment, they didn’t call it “Blackism”. You may have been more radical like the big X or opted for a more peaceful approach like the reverend but either way they both contributed to the movement. No one knocks that. Being paid the same amount of money whether you are male, female, young, old, black or white is called equality. Not feminism.

Did She Send for You??

Every single ounce of Beyoncé’s career has been well thought out and calculated and I’ve said it before, you do not have to like her music, her clothes or her fragrance but that does not take away from the fact that the woman EARNED everything she has been given and didn’t have to compromise her integrity to get it.

What more do you want from her? What else could she possibly do that will break down more barriers for musicians, entertainers, wives, mothers, black women – women in general? When your chilling in Cuba for your wedding anniversary, chit-chatting with the President and his wife, making more money than you have any idea what to do with, raising a daughter; have been with the same man for over a decade looking just like you did when you first met him, in red bottoms holding 17 Grammy’s, come holla at me. On behalf of the Queen herself and the rest of the beyhive – this B has spoken.

I’m out.


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#JustWordsTour with JustMike (Mike Reid)


So some of you know that this past weekend I went to Chicago to perform my poetry with Philly’s very own JustMike and Vision Poet. Let’s just say that it was the best night of my life. It gave so much validation to everything that I am doing in my life. I met and heard amazing poets that have forever changed my existence. One of the reasons I love poetry so much is because there really is no right or wrong way to do it. When a poet puts the pen on the paper it takes a lot of courage. Poetry writing is so personal that sometimes it’s hard to share that with others and performing? Oh please – scariest thing effing ever!  Recapping my personal story, I  quit my day job as a full-time Walgreens manager to pursue my destiny of being a writer. They thought I was crazy and they still think I’m crazy but last night was proof that I am going in the right direction. Because of my experience tonight, I’ve decided to not just limit myself to only writing but to perform full-time. I performed live for the first time and I admit I was nervous but I said a quick prayer and reminded myself that Beyoncé wasn’t built-in a day. If you don’t already, follow @justmike and @visionpoet they are amazing men, people and poets. It’s so much more than just words. Vision called me “Olivia Pope” and if that doesn’t speak for itself…so whoever has Shonda’s contact info: feel free to slide it in my DM’s. BTW: go watch Vision on TV One’s “Verses & Flow” and buy Just Mike’s books: “Just Words” and “More Than Words” for $10.00