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Their annual Thanksgiving meal giveaway became so popular, that cars arrived early in the morning, several hours before the giveaway would begin, filling up the parking lot and lining up in the streets surrounding Enon Tabernacle Baptist Church.
Browsing through her collection that evening, I was amazed by how carefully and calculated each item had been chosen. From bold, flashy patterns to understated neutrals, I felt there was something for every taste.
“We don’t need permission to tell our stories.” Dr. Ayana Hardaway’s words reverberated through the gathering. The Philly-born Black feminist scholar launched her book, “From Crack Mother to Wild Flower: Writing to Transgress: The Sankofa Writing Method”
Temple University’s Department of Public Safety (TUDPS) has adopted ZeroEyes, an AI-powered gun detection system. It’s a landmark move—Temple is the first university in Pennsylvania to implement such technology.
I yelled out the window, "He’s not even real!" While riding with my best friend into downtown Philly, I was annoyed and frustrated as we passed the Rocky statue on the Benjamin Franklin Parkway.
Reflecting on his prison work, he shared how he began volunteering with programs in Baltimore with Domonique Stevenson and Marshall “Eddie” Conway — a former Black Panther — that combined political education, theater, and nonviolent communication.
“I'm way too important I'm way too important I'm way too important to ever let you slide on me again.”
We don’t need a reason to support Black Business. But seeing how we are in the holiday season, we decided to talk about our favorite gifts and services worth gifting from our favorite Black-owned businesses. Here are a few members of our team’s personal picks
Yolande Cordelia “Nikki” Giovanni, Jr, better known as Nikki Giovanni died on December 9th. She was 81 years old. More than a writer, a poet, and a professor, Nikki Giovanni spoke and wrote for generations of Black folk, but especially Black women.
The elections have come and we wait for the tallies to be completed. We have all been inundated with text messages about who to vote for, donating, and more.
On paper, the case for the stadium appears enticing. Proponents tout thousands of construction jobs, increased downtown foot traffic, and the transformative allure of a state-of-the-art sports venue. But peel back the glossy renderings, and the cracks begin to show.
Accused of at least 26 counts of sexual misconduct, twice impeached, accused of allegedly inciting a riot, and still elected as the leader of the free world.
“Friendsgiving”, an event a lot of us have been doing forever now with an actual name, is becoming more popular.
Many of us, I hope, have a community of support during this tough time. For others, this time comes with so much estrangement and loneliness.
As Americans, we expect to hear it during every major presidential election. We heard it in 2008, 2012, 2016, 2020, and now in 2024. The validation and confirmation that, again, Black Americans are continuously on the right side of history. But at what cost?