The musings of a madman...

     We think we’ve finally found her… By “we,” I mean my wives and I as a collective. See here: A woman so virtuous that she knows that acts performed on a man without the express intent of adding – or at least ATTEMPTING – to a strong Black family with strong black babies is time wasted. Everything about her so virtuous, she is even about the life of making sure that a queen knows that she should be in the kitchen preparing for the continued health of her King, Princes/Princesses and Co-Queens.  Suffice it to say, we Hotep-Love this woman.  So much that we made the decision to keep her identity hidden so as to have her all to ourselves.      A coon, apparently not with the movement, asked her about her stance on a man pleasing a woman.  She had an answer for that too.      “Happy wives, happy lives” they always say, right? Anyway.  We decided as a trio to slide into her inbox and are patiently waiting on her response.  We would love the chance to brin

Hollywood hates us.  Seriously, Hollywood is a passively-declared, but aggressively-behaved enemy of the Ankh-Right.  Scroll through your social media timelines; the hot item of the moment is Game of Thrones.  If you haven’t noticed yet, GoT suffers from a debilitating lack of color.  Apologists want to say that it is due to the fact that the basis for Westeros is Medieval Europe, but we will storm right through that logic red light and blame it on MORE racism in Hollywood. We get Salladhor Saan as a pirate and sellsail, both SUPREMELY enviable professions in a fantasy tale of kings and queens, right?  He gets himself into three episodes over three seasons and is eventually reduced to a joke and sent the fuck on his way in exchange for some gold and leaves his pride behind. Hell, at least they let him live. Xaro Hhoan Daxos gets himself into five episodes in season two.  An exiled self-proclaimed King, he epitomizes the Cocky Negro™ that Hollywood lives to remind us