Education, Culture, and Public Representation

One necessity in my dreams of liberation is the ability to earn respect and opportunities. My skins boils when I think of the doors slammed in our faces without the person even hearing us out.  I think of my students and the stories they’ve told me about the moments they knew they wouldn’t get the job or they would not…

Sometimes I find a good spot and just dream about a transformative society. I dream about office spaces filled with afros, dreadlocks, real talk, street talk, hip hop as elevator music, naturally loud voices, and aggression that’s not violent but confidence. I think of my students and their inculpable aspirations to be great.  But I always remember that our hopes…