Category Archives: 710,006 Cold Dranks Delivered

To the Bravest Man I Never Met: I know that you’re out there, tortured and silent on a field or court, in a weight room, or addressing the media in front of a locker. It must be painful in ways … Continue reading →

I stood behind the one-way mirror and watched Shannon sitting on the couch. With the dull hum of rain hitting the window behind her, she absentmindedly flipped through an issue of Business Week, no doubt making mental notes. It was … Continue reading →

Are you seriously sharing this manufactured hyperbole? That was my first response to the viral Sandy Hook Fully Exposed Video that’s been making the rounds. I was only 5 minutes in and found several false assumptions and inaccuracies.  There were 3 guns … Continue reading →

I was buried in finals at the library when a voicemail from my mother’s work phone arrived.  It is rare that she calls me from anything but her cell phone, so with slight panic in my gut, I listened carefully: … Continue reading →

– Excerpt from Black Regions of the Imagination – After making the nearly eight-hour flight from New York’s Kennedy Airport to Paris’s Charles de Gaulle International Airport, I was plagued by the sneaking suspicion that everyone in Paris spoke English, … Continue reading →

At any given moment, 2.4 million men, women and children are trafficked to provide, among other things, forced labor.[i]  They are victims of human trafficking – a modern-day slave trade that is valued at an estimated $32 billion[ii] and is … Continue reading →

Whenever you go to mass you try to sit at the pew that has “New Kids on the Block” carved on the side. You’re not allowed to wear nail polish or colored shoes so these things matter. It matters that … Continue reading →

“Black men in Harlem are less likely to reach 65 than men living in Bangladesh.”                 Harold Freeman, MD, Colin McCord, MD: New England Journal of Medicine The dead I know, who would have been … Continue reading →

– Reviewed by Abby Raskin Before I reached double-digits, I was a budding pessimist. Figuring their matrimonial bond-breaking a sort of cosmic irony brought on by the suburban gods in an effort to rustle up some privileged-kid feathers, my parents’ … Continue reading →