Black Women Sit Down

“They told themselves that the people beneath them did not feel pain or heartache, were debased machines that only looked human and upon whom one could inflict any atrocity. The people who told themselves these things were telling lies to themselves. Their lives were to some degree a lie and dehumanizing these people who they regarded as beasts of the field, they dehumanize themselves.”

Although you are use to black women raising your children, saving democracy, trendsetting, winning, styling to the tee and much more, we are not your mammy. We are people, with our own needs, our own problems, our own lives to save. Naomi Osaka, Simone Biles, Megan Markle, ME, deserve breaks after all black women endure for centuries. We don’t need to explain ourselves to anyone, about the how’s and why’s. When black women speak listen. It’s amazing how you can’t live without us and yet you take for granted all we do.

If anyone thought their relationships with people would impact my decisions, you’re bugging. Their insights mean NOTHING to me, where is it from which those insights derive? Exactly. They’re lucky to have found refuge in the first place. What role do black women play in your life? Do you even have black female friends? Question your conditioning, are you proud of all you stand for? Via: Black Women Thrive

Black Women As Lab Rats

“The doctor, James Marion Sims, would later be heralded as the founding father of gynecology. He came to his discoveries by acquiring enslaved women in Alabama and conducting savage surgeries that often ended in disfigurement or death. He refused to administer anesthesia, saying vaginal surgery on them was ‘not painful enough to justify the trouble’. Instead, he administered morphine only after surgery, noting that it ‘relieves the scalding of the urine,’ and, as Washington writes, ‘weakened the will to resist repeated procedures.’

A Louisiana surgeon perfected the cesarean section by experimenting on the enslaved women he had access to in the 1830’s. Others later learned how to remove ovaries and bladder stones. They performed these slave cabin experiments in search of breakthroughs for their white patients who would one day undergo surgery in hospitals and under available anesthesia.”
How does this passage give you a better understanding of feminism from a black females rappers perspective?
Why does this make Lil Kim iconic?
How does this passage give you a better understanding of the deep seated distrust African Americans have towards the medical industry?

*Bonus: how does this play into why I’m going to drag the Kardashian Jenner West family (as well as Ed Westwick) and affiliates? You guys messed with a smart bitch, I promise you I’m gonna beat your asses in more ways that one. Ima do y’all how Kourtney did Kim. Via: Word Up Official

Happy Birthday Michael

Happy birthday to the greatest pointer of all time. He may not be known for much, but at least he has that. My hero and my dream come true. Which Mick Jagger is your mood today? Via: Damasceno Sonia, Rock Music Shop, Getty Images

Thing I Don’t Worry About

Ain’t worried about NOTHING, when it comes to these law makers, for if they saw what I saw they would be. I dare Florida to do the no taping cops, I dare Texas in general, I dare you to overturn Roe vs. Wade, I dare you to keep these restrictive voter laws, for the stuff of nightmares and more awaits you. Before eternal hell of course. Hope you’re keeping up, I’m nothing to play with. The universe will not be in your favor, despite your distorted visions. Don’t make me speak twice, you’ll regret it. Free will, of course. Good luck. Via: Now This

Why Melanie Hamrick Did It

Being cool and beautiful, popular and pretty, pretty people privilege, that was Melanie Hamrick’s motive. How many industries and empires are built upon these principles? Melanie with her thin chapped lips, raggedy parted ponytail, pencil thin eyebrows, pumpkin head, close together eyes, long one nostril extra skin nose, uneven chin, is the invisible girl in Buffy. She wanted to be in the in crowd, because it’s human priority.
It’s what drives her to be my wannabe minion, but she couldn’t even be my minions, minions, minions, minion…for the aforementioned reasons and more. She’ll still try though. And fail.

Being beautiful and cool means free stuff, special treatment everyday, the world bowing to your feet for simply existing, exceptions to the rule, compliments and more. Those who have it believe it’s the norm. It’s not. Look around, in what ways do these traits shape your world and the world at large? L’wren was so beloved, talented, gorgeous, irreplaceable…ugly bitch, never forget it.

Me & Veeeeeefr AKA Melanie Hamrick

Melanie Hamrick is obsessed with me (but wanted to be L’Wren), now keep this troll account in mind, because the way I discovered it was her is atrocious. When I show you how in my article next month, Single White FeMel, you’ll see how evil and vile she is. Sorry not sorry, but I’m not going to pretend someone is pretty, when they aren’t. I never understood why Mick Jagger was with her and figured he just settled after heartbreak, the one she caused. Now it all makes sense.

Melanie is not a showstopper, again she’s missing an entire nostril. This is the type of stuff I send her and still, she needs my attention so bad, she stays. Matter of fact she was in my stories yesterday. Had I been a sheep who blindly follows I would be a liar like some of you. Pretending a basic, talentless hack was special, never critically thinking about this out of character choice (no looks, no social connections, no style, no personality, no talent). Spineless of you all. Power hungry, pathetic. How stupid do you look now?

And to Michael rereading our text I’m sorry I ignored you and was indifferent to evil. It was the same behavior I complained about other people doing to me with the Kardashians (TO AN EXTENT).

Mexican Gothic

After receiving a perturbing letter from her cousin Catalina, Noemi Toboada, a wealthy socialite from Mexico City, is sent by her father to uncover the truth. Since her husband Virgil Doyle, wrote contradicting everything Catalina said, blaming her ramblings of murder and ghosts on illness. Noemi, agrees to go if she’s allowed to get an education at the college of her choice. A huge deal, as this is set in the 1950’s, enough said in regards to feminism. Make no mistake, despite the misogyny Noemi is the apple of her father’s eye; a coquette who enjoys a life of parties, cigarettes and fast cars. When she arrives to High Place, located in a nearly desolate small town, she’s in for a rude awakening.

High Place is dreary, decrepit and absolutely depressing. There’re oil lamps and candles instead of electricity, there’s no heat, the decor is gruesome, you aren’t allowed to talk, even at dinner, nor ride into town without permission and an escort. The opposite of Noemi’s carefree life, made more uncomfortable by the fair featured Doyle’s obsession with eugenics. Furthermore, Catalina oscillates between everything’s fine and there’s something insidious going on. Noemi believes the Doyle’s, that her cousin needs help, until she starts to succumb to the same hallucinations.

And just how far are the Doyle’s willing to go to maintain purity of their bloodline? FAR.

This book is beautifully written, insanely sinister and filled with plot twist, after plot twist. I mean, a must read. I’m still processing it. Are you into horror? Via: Lady Whistle Books

Justice For L’wren

Traumatized, I’m completely traumatized by this experience. Every time I think of her final moments I sob endlessly. It isn’t fair and I can’t fix it. Helpless, is how I feel, all I can do is get justice. I promised her and I will not fail. Anyone who stands against me will be destroyed with no mercy, I won’t think twice. That ugly, one nostril, extra skin on the other side of her big nose, unshapely head, ratty ponytail, tackily clothed, uneven chin, thin lipped, talentless, basic bitch will pay. That freak coven of mutants will pay too.
Bitchy people are essential, we call out when trailer rats need to be put in their place. Everyone has their purpose. Via: L.Wren Scott

East Side Middle School Alumni

Mischa Barton: Not only the O.G of The O.C, but the O.G of ESMS success. Heads up, our middle school was probably wilder than your college. When we went it was a floor and a half of an elementary school, the top half, on York between 77th and 78th. I can only imagine the affect it had on those kids. Anyways, I didn’t attend with Misha, but her sister Hania was a grade above me. Now this was when Disney Movies were it (Luck Of The Irish, Halloweentown, Johnny Tsunami type shit), we were hyped when we found out she was the star of A Ring Of Endless Light. Hyped. She was even cooler in high school, playing Marissa Cooper. I snorted coke with an $100 bill, because Mischa snorted coke with an $100 bill (allegedly).

Julia Fox: Known her since elementary school, she was in second grade I was in third. If you wanna know what our first interaction was ask her. She knew who she was from the jump, cartwheeling over in our cafeteria/gym, announcing herself, in a nobody…Julia Fox manner. As an artist she’s lived many lives and is now a burgeoning A-list actress, her breakout role being Uncut Gems. It wasn’t my speeding heart, or the clouds spinning, spinning, in the sky, but her commentary, “Jaquana you’re talking a mile a minute. I don’t know what you’re saying,” that made me realize I was about to overdose at fifteen. In the crevice of an inside outside park on 79th street.
We spent one summer hanging out with gang members and destroying Carl Schurz Park, where had I come five minutes earlier, I’d be witness to her throwing a dead pigeon on some girl badmouthing her. Legendary, she used a plastic bag to pick up the carcass of course. That chick had more bark than bite and left sobbing.

Emily Meade: Same grade, same classes. In seventh grade had plans to marry Heath Ledger (RIP). Her performance in The Deuce was superb, harrowing and underrated. What a complex character and an amazing show, one my mom and I loved.

Erin Yogasundram: started a popping fashion blog, a successful online boutique (ShopJeen) and has been humble the whole way through. Even after making it on Forbes 30 under 30, she still made time to answer questions regarding entrepreneurial pursuits. Now the wife/manager to influencer Kerwin Frost. When I think of Erin, square black framed glasses and junk in the trunk comes to mind.

Aliza Kelly: Cosmopolitan astrologer, always had a winged eye and goth vibe. BFF’s with Emily Meade then, BFF’s with her now. She was on the Spanish speaking side of school, so I never had classes with her. What comes to mind isn’t appropriate, high energy, chatty and wears tons of black is the best I can do.

EJ Dickinson: Friends for one year in the sixth grade before she transferred to Riverdale Prep. Cracked me up. Now she’s a senior writer for Rolling Stone.

Colby Minifie: Same grade as her sister Hayden. She was younger, so I have no memories. She is a star of Fear The Walking Dead and friend to former coworker Melody, who raves about her.

I’m the only black person to add to this group. Invalidating my experience with lies, when I don’t know you, is weirdo vibes and disrespectful.

Via: Mischa Barton Fan Page, Julia Fox FC, Emily Meade, Erin Jeen, Aliza Kelly, EJ Dickison & Colby Minifie