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SPOILER ALERT: If you’ve neither read nor seen The Hunger Games, and you plan to do either, stop reading here. TENDER SENSIBILITIES ALERT: If you would rather avoid reading hate speech, stop reading here. LONG, ANGRY RANT ALERT: If you would rather avoid another of my pissed-off screeds, stop reading here. Don’t say I didn’t [...]

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Hopped in a cab this morning to hear Prince on the radio giving me a little “1999,” making me feel right at home since he’s been in steady rotation on my iPod for about a week now. That’s all good.  I’m smiling, I’m happy, I’m barely managing to keep myself from singing along (especially on [...]

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Yes, I’ve been gone a LONG time.  I’ll address that in a moment.  Right now, there’s this: Really?  Really? Found this through Curly Nikki who sent me to the Hot Hip Hop Detroit link.¹ I spent a week in Detroit at the beginning of the month.  The relationship between Detroit and its non-white residents is [...]

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I am a hugely fat, tall, dark-skinned woman who strides confidently and has big hair.  Can you see me?  If you can’t, please allow me to introduce you to the 4H kid who’s raising your guide dog because you, my friend, are blind. Crowd of juiced-up white people congregating around the church I pass on [...]

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Ah, don’t we all feel so very much better now that Anthony Weiner has finally admitted to being not only the subject of the crude twitpic, but also the sender?  I know I’ll be sleeping better tonight.  This whole story is so predictable, stupid, annoying, tired.  Why can’t these men figure it out?  No, I [...]

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