As Posted on the Democrat and Chronicle’s Young Professionals’ Blog
Rewind 15 years back to a trademark New York City heat wave — one that can be taken right out of a scene from Spike Lee’s classic “Do the Right Thing.” In the summer of 1997, I was a stocky 7-year-old trying to take in glimmers of fresh air from my family’s East New York, Brooklyn apartment steps. As I sat alongside my two main amigas, my sister and grandmother, we would watch twenty-something year-olds go by with boom boxes on their shoulders, a basketball underneath their armpits and a dog walking in front of them — no leash of course. Although it was hot, we preferred the muggy outdoors and funky vibe to the dusty fans that oscillated around our intimate sized living room. This is what Brooklynites do, or at least used to.
Around 10 a.m., the delivery man dropped off the NY Daily News and made some corny remark about the heat. But that was just how I envisioned things were supposed to remain: a message from a real life person delivered with a smile that was only half as cheesy as the joke, along with compact and crafty presentation of all the news we needed to know about New York City.
But that was then. Now the most impersonal hero known to mankind is being hailed by tech enthusiast, environmentalist and trend followers who could give a hoot about the culture, jobs and personality that has fallen prey to the modern day serial killer. Coincidentally, I sit here stroking on the keys of the enemy to declare that he, she, or it has assassinated Brooklyn 1997 for everyone…Read More
As Published in the Democrat and Chronicle’s Young Professionals’ Blog
My family is a part of an ever shrinking minority that has struggled to maintain its existence and persistence in America. I know what you’re thinking: “Last time I checked, African American and Hispanic communities are growing and disparities in economic opportunities are shrinking!” That is up for debate — but that is certainly not what I am referring to.
My sister and I are the daughter and son of a married couple — something that is as archaic as the humor in the show “Married With Children.” With nearly half of American adults being unmarried (either due to divorce, separation or never being married), the all American White House family has become an anomalous facade that hardly represents the general public.
Despite whatever preconceived notion that many people may hold onto, the single-parent household is, and has never been, a black and Hispanic phenomenon. I’d dear say the near even distribution of divorce rates and single households across ethnic lines suggests that single-adult households are as American as cherry pie.
The issue is always one that is in the back of my head, but it was rekindled by last week’s Spirituality beat by Peter Smith in the Democrat and Chronicle’s Wellness section. Single-hood in America has become such a common household status that even protestant churches are bending on the issue. While churches are certainly faced with the tall task of appealing to as many people with as little offense, the importance of families should never abate. In all honesty, it is more urgent for churches to confront the issue of high divorce rates, ‘shacking up,’ and children out of wedlock than the political clamor over gay marriage. Perhaps we should address and correct the collapse of successful marriages and traditional households before we discuss (and respectfully and fairly so at that) other things. Read More…
As Published on PolicyMic
Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of Operation Neptune Spear — the late night slaying of 9/11 mastermind Osama Bin Laden by SEAL Team Six. Millions of Americans felt a huge weight leap off their shoulders after receiving the earthshaking news that the brains behind the massacre had been blown to smithereens.
It is completely understandable for the friends and families of victims, armed forces, and any average American to solemnly meditate and exhale. But yesterday’s anniversary should be more than a moment to rest; it should also be a time to act upon one of the longest awaited tomorrows. The apex of America’s response to 9/11 should not be solely measured by what happens in Afghanistan, Pakistan, Iraq, or Iran, but by what happens on the very grounds that the attacks took place. Hence, the healing process is tremendously contingent upon the climate and culture that is being reshaped in Lower Manhattan…Read More