I listened to COWBOY CARTER at midnight. This morning when I rose, I thanked God for making me a Black girl.
This album made me feel the way I felt the first time I read Nikki Giovanni’s ‘Ego Trippin.’
The way I felt when I met Della Reese, who hugged a young me and said, “just a pretty chocolate thing, aren’t you?”
The way I felt when I’d watch Diahann Carroll galavant and Tina Turner be…Tina Turner.
The way I felt that day I flipped the page and met my great-great-great-great grandmother Joanna, who kept our family together through enslavement. Who raised two brave sons who, in their capture and death, gifted Civil War pensions that secured our lineage.
All of it convicts me to stand ten toes down in the inheritance of Black womanhood. Of the ways we reject fear, break boundaries, carry the lineage and redefine power.
Ours is an inheritance that redefines power to set everyone free—but compels us to free ourselves first. To see ourselves as full and complete. To accept and affirm first everything beautiful we bring. To give our progeny the permission our ancestors gave us: to LIVE, and live freely.
This album is stunning. Beautiful and adventurous. Deceptively simple but truly layered.
@Beyonce understands: Black women’s thriving rests in a simultaneous knowing that we must love us radically and always be “part of something way bigger.”
For me, that’s the true beauty of this album. Yes— it disrupts racist establishments and makes white folks itch but this ain’t about them—it’s about US. Reverence for US. For Linda, Rhiannon, Tanner, Brittney & Willie. For me & you.
I didn’t grow up spending that much time thinking about white people because I was “lifted so I could be raised” with deep esteem for Black. The people. The land. The gifts.
Some revolutions are waged because the opposition is hated. Some revolutions are waged because the people are loved.
I want to be a part of the latter. Those revolutions don’t simply destroy—they build.
This is not to say Beyoncé is a revolutionary.
This is always to say that Black women are a revolution.
Our inheritance is to accept the task. What a gift.
[lemme go write this last part in my book 😉😏🤠]
I listened to COWBOY CARTER at midnight. This morning when I rose, I thanked God for making me a Black girl.
This album made me feel the way I felt the first time I read Nikki Giovanni’s ‘Ego Trippin.’
The way I felt when I met Della Reese, who hugged a young me and said, “just a pretty chocolate thing, aren’t you?”
The way I felt when I’d watch Diahann Carroll galavant and Tina Turner be…Tina Turner.
The way I felt that day I flipped the page and met my great-great-great-great grandmother Joanna, who kept our family together through enslavement. Who raised two brave sons who, in their capture and death, gifted Civil War pensions that secured our lineage.
All of it convicts me to stand ten toes down in the inheritance of Black womanhood. Of the ways we reject fear, break boundaries, carry the lineage and redefine power.
Ours is an inheritance that redefines power to set everyone free—but compels us to free ourselves first. To see ourselves as full and complete. To accept and affirm first everything beautiful we bring. To give our progeny the permission our ancestors gave us: to LIVE, and live freely.
This album is stunning. Beautiful and adventurous. Deceptively simple but truly layered.
@Beyonce understands: Black women’s thriving rests in a simultaneous knowing that we must love us radically and always be “part of something way bigger.”
For me, that’s the true beauty of this album. Yes— it disrupts racist establishments and makes white folks itch but this ain’t about them—it’s about US. Reverence for US. For Linda, Rhiannon, Tanner, Brittney & Willie. For me & you.
I didn’t grow up spending that much time thinking about white people because I was “lifted so I could be raised” with deep esteem for Black. The people. The land. The gifts.
Some revolutions are waged because the opposition is hated. Some revolutions are waged because the people are loved.
I want to be a part of the latter. Those revolutions don’t simply destroy—they build.
This is not to say Beyoncé is a revolutionary.
This is always to say that Black women are a revolution.
Our inheritance is to accept the task. What a gift.
[lemme go write this last part in my book 😉😏🤠]
I listened to COWBOY CARTER at midnight. This morning when I rose, I thanked God for making me a Black girl.
This album made me feel the way I felt the first time I read Nikki Giovanni’s ‘Ego Trippin.’
The way I felt when I met Della Reese, who hugged a young me and said, “just a pretty chocolate thing, aren’t you?”
The way I felt when I’d watch Diahann Carroll galavant and Tina Turner be…Tina Turner.
The way I felt that day I flipped the page and met my great-great-great-great grandmother Joanna, who kept our family together through enslavement. Who raised two brave sons who, in their capture and death, gifted Civil War pensions that secured our lineage.
All of it convicts me to stand ten toes down in the inheritance of Black womanhood. Of the ways we reject fear, break boundaries, carry the lineage and redefine power.
Ours is an inheritance that redefines power to set everyone free—but compels us to free ourselves first. To see ourselves as full and complete. To accept and affirm first everything beautiful we bring. To give our progeny the permission our ancestors gave us: to LIVE, and live freely.
This album is stunning. Beautiful and adventurous. Deceptively simple but truly layered.
@Beyonce understands: Black women’s thriving rests in a simultaneous knowing that we must love us radically and always be “part of something way bigger.”
For me, that’s the true beauty of this album. Yes— it disrupts racist establishments and makes white folks itch but this ain’t about them—it’s about US. Reverence for US. For Linda, Rhiannon, Tanner, Brittney & Willie. For me & you.
I didn’t grow up spending that much time thinking about white people because I was “lifted so I could be raised” with deep esteem for Black. The people. The land. The gifts.
Some revolutions are waged because the opposition is hated. Some revolutions are waged because the people are loved.
I want to be a part of the latter. Those revolutions don’t simply destroy—they build.
This is not to say Beyoncé is a revolutionary.
This is always to say that Black women are a revolution.
Our inheritance is to accept the task. What a gift.
[lemme go write this last part in my book 😉😏🤠]
I listened to COWBOY CARTER at midnight. This morning when I rose, I thanked God for making me a Black girl.
This album made me feel the way I felt the first time I read Nikki Giovanni’s ‘Ego Trippin.’
The way I felt when I met Della Reese, who hugged a young me and said, “just a pretty chocolate thing, aren’t you?”
The way I felt when I’d watch Diahann Carroll galavant and Tina Turner be…Tina Turner.
The way I felt that day I flipped the page and met my great-great-great-great grandmother Joanna, who kept our family together through enslavement. Who raised two brave sons who, in their capture and death, gifted Civil War pensions that secured our lineage.
All of it convicts me to stand ten toes down in the inheritance of Black womanhood. Of the ways we reject fear, break boundaries, carry the lineage and redefine power.
Ours is an inheritance that redefines power to set everyone free—but compels us to free ourselves first. To see ourselves as full and complete. To accept and affirm first everything beautiful we bring. To give our progeny the permission our ancestors gave us: to LIVE, and live freely.
This album is stunning. Beautiful and adventurous. Deceptively simple but truly layered.
@Beyonce understands: Black women’s thriving rests in a simultaneous knowing that we must love us radically and always be “part of something way bigger.”
For me, that’s the true beauty of this album. Yes— it disrupts racist establishments and makes white folks itch but this ain’t about them—it’s about US. Reverence for US. For Linda, Rhiannon, Tanner, Brittney & Willie. For me & you.
I didn’t grow up spending that much time thinking about white people because I was “lifted so I could be raised” with deep esteem for Black. The people. The land. The gifts.
Some revolutions are waged because the opposition is hated. Some revolutions are waged because the people are loved.
I want to be a part of the latter. Those revolutions don’t simply destroy—they build.
This is not to say Beyoncé is a revolutionary.
This is always to say that Black women are a revolution.
Our inheritance is to accept the task. What a gift.
[lemme go write this last part in my book 😉😏🤠]
I listened to COWBOY CARTER at midnight. This morning when I rose, I thanked God for making me a Black girl.
This album made me feel the way I felt the first time I read Nikki Giovanni’s ‘Ego Trippin.’
The way I felt when I met Della Reese, who hugged a young me and said, “just a pretty chocolate thing, aren’t you?”
The way I felt when I’d watch Diahann Carroll galavant and Tina Turner be…Tina Turner.
The way I felt that day I flipped the page and met my great-great-great-great grandmother Joanna, who kept our family together through enslavement. Who raised two brave sons who, in their capture and death, gifted Civil War pensions that secured our lineage.
All of it convicts me to stand ten toes down in the inheritance of Black womanhood. Of the ways we reject fear, break boundaries, carry the lineage and redefine power.
Ours is an inheritance that redefines power to set everyone free—but compels us to free ourselves first. To see ourselves as full and complete. To accept and affirm first everything beautiful we bring. To give our progeny the permission our ancestors gave us: to LIVE, and live freely.
This album is stunning. Beautiful and adventurous. Deceptively simple but truly layered.
@Beyonce understands: Black women’s thriving rests in a simultaneous knowing that we must love us radically and always be “part of something way bigger.”
For me, that’s the true beauty of this album. Yes— it disrupts racist establishments and makes white folks itch but this ain’t about them—it’s about US. Reverence for US. For Linda, Rhiannon, Tanner, Brittney & Willie. For me & you.
I didn’t grow up spending that much time thinking about white people because I was “lifted so I could be raised” with deep esteem for Black. The people. The land. The gifts.
Some revolutions are waged because the opposition is hated. Some revolutions are waged because the people are loved.
I want to be a part of the latter. Those revolutions don’t simply destroy—they build.
This is not to say Beyoncé is a revolutionary.
This is always to say that Black women are a revolution.
Our inheritance is to accept the task. What a gift.
[lemme go write this last part in my book 😉😏🤠]
Iono what yall really want from a DEI but I DO know that I aint earn nothing the way *y’all* earned it. And its gotta make you mad, Elon. Its got to. 🤭🤭
had to slide this in before the yee haw agenda begins at midnight 🤠🙃
#DEI #DidntEarnIt #ElonMusk #YouTriedIt
Solidarity 👉🏾 a just peace.
Solidarity with the student activists of Columbia, Wash U, and the many campuses around the country reminding everyone what it means to be creatively subversive enough to change the game for justice—and to do it together.
I am angry—but this was a beautiful reminder to me, and maybe you, that love fuels our movements for justice. Hate is what we are fighting.
Bless you, Gen Z. You are teaching and leading and we will follow.
Ceasefire now. Free Gaza.
EDIT: the pinned comments show dialogue, not comments I endorse. But I think many of the exchanges are fruitful and instructive. But hateful comments are deleted and their posters blocked. I’ll shut all the comments down if needed. These students’ message is too important. It should show us that demonizing Jewish people and faith IS NOT the way forward-and that dehumanizing Palestinians will NOT create a just peace. Solidarity is the tool. Freedom is the goal. Y’all be easy.
Repost from @joyannreid
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There is a real and aggressive attempt out there to bully peace protesters into silence and into changing their minds about how they feel about what they’re seeing in #gaza. Instead, it’s just making them stronger, even as university presidents cower and capitulate to craven politicians like Elise Stefanik, right wing donors who want to drag elite US colleges to the pre-1960s right, and the military industrial complex then benefits from constant war. And even as extremist infiltrators try to drag down the peace movement using clearly provocative hate speech that’s designed to distract and divide. It’s time to be brave enough to #breakthenarrative. There is nothing shameful or hateful about calling for peace and justice. God bless this brave generation ❤️🕊️
Repost from @cnn
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On the sixth day of Columbia University’s protest encampment, and the evening of Passover, CNN met Jewish students celebrating Seder while supporting the pro-Palestinian movement.
TRIGGER WARNING. @washu, this can’t be what “Strength Through Truth” means.
I don’t have the words to express how shattered my heart is that a university that just celebrated my own activism, which began in its modern form as resistance to police violence, and celebrated my endurance through precisely this kind of violent response to protest, answered current students, faculty and community the same way these same police departments answered us in Ferguson and across STL.
I am shattered that the home of the Black Manifesto, where Brookings Hall sit-ins and campus encampments as recent as *5 years ago* against Racism, war, labor abuse and more were not only largely uninterrupted and allowed, but resulted in change across the university. This includes anti-ROTC and anti-Vietnam protestors, who occupied Brookings Hall in the 1968 after attempting to raid the rifle reserves on campus and more. They weren’t swept or raided from their encampment.
And after the disruptive and dangerous racism from white fraternity members in Bear’s Den just last month that did not receive this kind of response, this can not be the place I once dreamed of sending my own son.
Is this who you are? Because for many alumni, it stands in clear opposition to who we thought you to be.
Insurrectionists and tiki torch bearers disgustingly screaming “J*ws will not r*place us” being treated better than people who know that killing over 30,000 civilians is an abomination should haunt us all.
I’m not saying anything I haven’t said directly to you on multiple occasions and in email this morning. Grant amnesty for these non-violent protestors, protect first amendment protest and marginalized students, and cut partnerships with war profiteers. #WashU
to my fellow lovers of Christ, in our Holiest Week:
Who are we to be in this moment? How are we to live up to the image of God drawn on each of our faces right now? What shall we do to proclaim that we love God not with just our faith, but with our works?
Is the slain and resurrected Christ not the image of the assault we lay on oppressed people—and our divine responsibility to transcend it? Is our risen Savior not a symbol of the duties of his followers?
The crucifix on our necks and in our pulpits is a duty. A duty to love as He loves. To protect as He protects. To fight for Justice as He defines it and divines it. This is the battlefield we are on for our Lord.
This Holy Week and every week, let us reflect the light of the Jew born in Bethlehem, in modern day Palestine, with skin of bronze and hair of wool, who came to set the captives free.
ALL the captives. All the captives must be free.
Thank you Rev. Brown Douglas, for always leading us back to our commission.
🍉
Repost from @episdivsch
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“How can we watch deadly assaults on desperate people as they run toward trucks with food, and not with loud voice demand the bombing stop? How is it that we can remain virtually silent while 70% of people in parts of Northern Gaza face food shortages?” writes EDS Interim President the Rev. Dr. Kelly Brown Douglas in her latest piece for @religionnewssvc.
“Our humanity, that which signals what it means to be created in the image of a compassionate God, is fundamentally grounded in our ability to have empathetic regard for one another — to recognize the suffering and pain of another as if it were our own.”
Click on these photos at the link in our bio to read President Douglas’ full op-ed.
#iglive Reflections from G@z@. The act of communication and storytelling can be medicine, and communication and community are interdependent. In these fragmented and heartbreaking times, it’s important to reconnect communication and storytelling as pillars of health and human rights. Join us on Instagram Live THIS TUESDAY 12pm EST hosted by @mspackyetti , with guest @allplacesfromhere (founder of @meweinternational )who is leading #storytelling and #mentalhealth work and who has just returned from a volunteer humanitarian health mission in G@z@. Over a million Palestinians are displaced to Rafah, including over 600,000 children. We hope you join us Tuesday 30 April 12pm EST to learn and grow. Peace and love to all.
#iglive Reflections from G@z@. The act of communication and storytelling can be medicine, and communication and community are interdependent. In these fragmented and heartbreaking times, it’s important to reconnect communication and storytelling as pillars of health and human rights. Join us on Instagram Live THIS TUESDAY 12pm EST hosted by @mspackyetti , with guest @allplacesfromhere (founder of @meweinternational )who is leading #storytelling and #mentalhealth work and who has just returned from a volunteer humanitarian health mission in G@z@. Over a million Palestinians are displaced to Rafah, including over 600,000 children. We hope you join us Tuesday 30 April 12pm EST to learn and grow. Peace and love to all.
#iglive Reflections from G@z@. The act of communication and storytelling can be medicine, and communication and community are interdependent. In these fragmented and heartbreaking times, it’s important to reconnect communication and storytelling as pillars of health and human rights. Join us on Instagram Live THIS TUESDAY 12pm EST hosted by @mspackyetti , with guest @allplacesfromhere (founder of @meweinternational )who is leading #storytelling and #mentalhealth work and who has just returned from a volunteer humanitarian health mission in G@z@. Over a million Palestinians are displaced to Rafah, including over 600,000 children. We hope you join us Tuesday 30 April 12pm EST to learn and grow. Peace and love to all.
#iglive Reflections from G@z@. The act of communication and storytelling can be medicine, and communication and community are interdependent. In these fragmented and heartbreaking times, it’s important to reconnect communication and storytelling as pillars of health and human rights. Join us on Instagram Live THIS TUESDAY 12pm EST hosted by @mspackyetti , with guest @allplacesfromhere (founder of @meweinternational )who is leading #storytelling and #mentalhealth work and who has just returned from a volunteer humanitarian health mission in G@z@. Over a million Palestinians are displaced to Rafah, including over 600,000 children. We hope you join us Tuesday 30 April 12pm EST to learn and grow. Peace and love to all.
#iglive Reflections from G@z@. The act of communication and storytelling can be medicine, and communication and community are interdependent. In these fragmented and heartbreaking times, it’s important to reconnect communication and storytelling as pillars of health and human rights. Join us on Instagram Live THIS TUESDAY 12pm EST hosted by @mspackyetti , with guest @allplacesfromhere (founder of @meweinternational )who is leading #storytelling and #mentalhealth work and who has just returned from a volunteer humanitarian health mission in G@z@. Over a million Palestinians are displaced to Rafah, including over 600,000 children. We hope you join us Tuesday 30 April 12pm EST to learn and grow. Peace and love to all.
#iglive Reflections from G@z@. The act of communication and storytelling can be medicine, and communication and community are interdependent. In these fragmented and heartbreaking times, it’s important to reconnect communication and storytelling as pillars of health and human rights. Join us on Instagram Live THIS TUESDAY 12pm EST hosted by @mspackyetti , with guest @allplacesfromhere (founder of @meweinternational )who is leading #storytelling and #mentalhealth work and who has just returned from a volunteer humanitarian health mission in G@z@. Over a million Palestinians are displaced to Rafah, including over 600,000 children. We hope you join us Tuesday 30 April 12pm EST to learn and grow. Peace and love to all.
On the latest episode of the #medgarandmyrlie book tour, the crew and I alight at the @kennedycenter to talk about the book with the utterly amazing @mspackyetti. It was an amazing night including the support from the @dstinc1913 DC alumni chapter. 🔺🔺🔺🫶🏿🫶🏿🫶🏿
Styled by @iamthestylemarshall
Hair and makeup by @jmb_artistry
Dress: @givenchy
Video shot and edited by @because.not.effect
So, so happy to be joined by my friend and yours, @mspackyetti as we discussed all things #SummerHouseMV especially the hilarity in episode 5! #WWHL #ThePresClub
every single report card I ever got said I talk too much. at least I put my chatty skills to good use 😭
very honored to have been included on @newrepublic’s list of 25 Political voices to watch ahead of this election… especially because I’m alongside folks I so deeply respect and learn from daily, like @crutches_and_spice, angryblacklady and @mehdirhasan. I hope you’re learning from them, too!
Thanks to the entire team for a lovely shoot and thanks to each of you, who help me learn in public and do my best to lift my voice in integrity for justice. Your support and prayers are felt.
Love y’all 🫶🏾
(And before you ask, the jacket is @awake_mode upcycled denim 😘💁🏾♀️)
I first met Mohsin on a trip throughout Mexico that he led, where we fellowshipped and learned from migrants the terror, trauma, dreams and hope they were carrying with them on their arduous journeys out of desperate circumstances.
Thank you Mohsin and all those who do what our governments won’t. Bless the children of G@za as they liberate themselves. We must.
Repost from @allplacesfromhere
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In Gaza last month, one of the arts and health activities I led involved bringing in blank and empty clothes and rug materials and paints. Then I led the children and mothers in a breathing and listening practice to hear words inside us that give us power, but that we have not seen, heard or felt in a long time. We could hear shelling and explosions in the distance. The children and mothers from Gaza worked in small groups to write, draw and visualize their own prayer rugs. (This exercise I designed for @meweinternational in Gaza was inspired by the brilliant art work of @samiraidroos who designs special prayer rugs. ) each child then presented to their friends and families what words they need to feel and hear that give them power that they have not felt or heard in a long time. They shared ‘Why?’ Why do this? Communication builds community, and storytelling can reconnect us to humanity, even when dehumanization tries to have us lose our own self worth and humanity. The people in the tent city in Gaza kept their rugs for their own use for prayer or meditation or decoration in their tents. The children drew messages saying “patience” “home” “courage” “don’t give up”. I shared these messages from Gaza with artist and activist la_twinkle who makes beads blessed by indigenous elders. She turned the children of Gaza’s messages into 55 physical prayer beads and necklaces which I will carry and deliver to the children in Gaza in my next humanitarian mission. This is the power of art, of storytelling , of solidarity , of community that is inter generational and intercultural. QUIET community stand up. Human beings live in Rafah. More aid needs to get in. And all children everywhere must be protected. CEASEFIRE now. #mentalhealth #art G@z@ additional photos by tom.lewendon
words are hard but when they come, they come.
it’s humbling to be a vessel of some thought or idea or turn of phrase that might help somebody get a little more free. that might help somebody help us all get a little more free.
i’ve been writing this book for a long time, and I’m far closer to the end of this process than the start. in these pages you find the evolution of a woman who began wresting with the idea of power and justice years ago and has come to some bitter, sweet, instructive discoveries.
the most important discovery I’ve made is one I couldn’t have made on the originally scheduled deadlines. I hadn’t lived enough. hadn’t learned enough. hadn’t cried enough or corrected enough. i hadn’t read enough, or been challenged enough. I hadn’t grown enough or birthed enough.
but with the testing came clarity that can now stand in the center of what I didn’t even know I was building at the time. because now? now I know that none of this is just about challenging old power.
it’s about building a new power. in the image of justice. all by ourselves. all for ourselves. my thesis evolved as I did.
because writing it all down and revisiting it again and again and again derives precision and accuracy. It makes you whittle down the unnecessary and keep only the bare-faced truth. It makes you mold the idea and shape the idea and get perspective on the idea and take inspiration about the idea and erase the idea and write the idea anew until you get it just so.
and then, your Black girl editor, your partner comes along in patient curiosity, making you better than you are, to be of more service than you can be alone. she protects the work of your hands that are but the dropped seedlings of your ancestor’s trees.
and, if i do my job right, and God says the same, someone else will come alone and read the words I wrote—and mold them some more, far beyond my capacity. this is the least that I owe: the inward expectation that I plant a seed worthy enough to be planted, watered, and sprouted for someone else to bear new fruit—and plant new forests beyond what I can imagine.
tldr: the words are clearer. the book is coming. @nicolecounts is a real one.
IT’S BEEN 103 YEARS, AND STILL NO JUSTICE. IF THERE IS GOING TO BE AN AMERICAN REQUIIEM OR RECKONING, WE NEED ALL EYES ON BLACK WALL STREET NOW.
This could be the LAST court hearing regarding the Tulsa Race Massacre.
This could be the LAST opportunity for our elders to get but a taste of what they are owed.
This could be the LAST chance for Mother Randle & her loved ones to get the reparations they have long deserved.
This could be the LAST time we get the chance to do right by them—and by the ideals we say we hold dear.
WILL WE STAND FOR SOMETHING???
Join the #1921TulsaWatchParty hosted by @justiceforGreenwood On April 2nd at 1pmCST— we need everyone’s attention on Oklahoma to ensure justice is served for survivors
and descendants.
#BlackWallStreet #Tulsa #COWBOYCARTER
IT’S BEEN 103 YEARS, AND STILL NO JUSTICE. IF THERE IS GOING TO BE AN AMERICAN REQUIIEM OR RECKONING, WE NEED ALL EYES ON BLACK WALL STREET NOW.
This could be the LAST court hearing regarding the Tulsa Race Massacre.
This could be the LAST opportunity for our elders to get but a taste of what they are owed.
This could be the LAST chance for Mother Randle & her loved ones to get the reparations they have long deserved.
This could be the LAST time we get the chance to do right by them—and by the ideals we say we hold dear.
WILL WE STAND FOR SOMETHING???
Join the #1921TulsaWatchParty hosted by @justiceforGreenwood On April 2nd at 1pmCST— we need everyone’s attention on Oklahoma to ensure justice is served for survivors
and descendants.
#BlackWallStreet #Tulsa #COWBOYCARTER
IT’S BEEN 103 YEARS, AND STILL NO JUSTICE. IF THERE IS GOING TO BE AN AMERICAN REQUIIEM OR RECKONING, WE NEED ALL EYES ON BLACK WALL STREET NOW.
This could be the LAST court hearing regarding the Tulsa Race Massacre.
This could be the LAST opportunity for our elders to get but a taste of what they are owed.
This could be the LAST chance for Mother Randle & her loved ones to get the reparations they have long deserved.
This could be the LAST time we get the chance to do right by them—and by the ideals we say we hold dear.
WILL WE STAND FOR SOMETHING???
Join the #1921TulsaWatchParty hosted by @justiceforGreenwood On April 2nd at 1pmCST— we need everyone’s attention on Oklahoma to ensure justice is served for survivors
and descendants.
#BlackWallStreet #Tulsa #COWBOYCARTER
IT’S BEEN 103 YEARS, AND STILL NO JUSTICE. IF THERE IS GOING TO BE AN AMERICAN REQUIIEM OR RECKONING, WE NEED ALL EYES ON BLACK WALL STREET NOW.
This could be the LAST court hearing regarding the Tulsa Race Massacre.
This could be the LAST opportunity for our elders to get but a taste of what they are owed.
This could be the LAST chance for Mother Randle & her loved ones to get the reparations they have long deserved.
This could be the LAST time we get the chance to do right by them—and by the ideals we say we hold dear.
WILL WE STAND FOR SOMETHING???
Join the #1921TulsaWatchParty hosted by @justiceforGreenwood On April 2nd at 1pmCST— we need everyone’s attention on Oklahoma to ensure justice is served for survivors
and descendants.
#BlackWallStreet #Tulsa #COWBOYCARTER