• Viola Davis: A Golden Globe Favorite

    Several years ago when I was still boiling an egg and making it last a week, I was apartment-mates with THE Viola Davis.  It wasn’t a romantic relation, so no need to call the Tabloids, but if you do, just get the name right.  There were actually four of us in the apartment in Harlem…

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  • Meet The Browns – America's Out of Touch Family

    A friend called me over the weekend to wish me a happy birthday and to tell me another friend of ours was cast in Tyler Perry’s Meet the Browns.  At first, I was silent.  And I know I have a history of Perry-bashing and advocating for what I believe to be quality TV for black…

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  • Farewell, Odetta

    During my “real education” years, you know, post-undergrad and confused, there were five major players in the shaping of my consciousness: Malcolm X, James Baldwin, Henry Dumas, Toni Morrison and Odetta. I would sit in my living room in San Francisco, uncombed, Thrift Store gear and read excerpts of Angela Davis, Etheridge Knight with Odetta evoking…

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