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Sunk Costs
I applied for this fellowship that I really wanted and really needed and didnāt get and was feeling like crap and my friend said, āAt least you keep trying, keep putting yourself out there, facing rejection. Most people quit. Thatās brave.ā And I thought, āIs it? Is it brave? Or is it just dumb?ā At what point does giving up become the intelligent thing to do? Whatās that thing, the Sunk Costā¦
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Sunrise Doesn't Last all Morning
Everything is stupid, folks. Everything is so stupid itās hard for me to find the will to bother writing, even here. This morning the first thing I read was about The Hateful Sociopath in the White House wanting to paint the reflecting pool on the National Mall a garish blue instead of the somber gray it has always been, the gray which reflected back the hopes and dreams of those Black people whoā¦
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Sunrise Doesn't Last all Morning
Everything is stupid, folks. Everything is so stupid itās hard for me to find the will to bother writing, even here. This morning the first thing I read was about The Hateful Sociopath in the White House wanting to paint the reflecting pool on the National Mall a garish blue instead of the somber gray it has always been, the gray which reflected back the hopes and dreams of those Black people whoā¦
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Wake Me Up When The Madness Ends
A friend of mine called me last Saturday to ask if I wanted to go to No Kings with her. I was out walking at the time, and had just passed the trolley stop, where a bunch of older white folks were giddily waiting with their clever signs and their Dunkin coffee to go down into the city and protest them some Trump. They were so excited. I donāt have any problem with protest; protest is good andā¦
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I'm not a preacher, but sometimes I play one on TV
Honored to bring the word at my beloved Union United Methodist Church as part of Womenās History month.
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An Elaborate Hoax
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Change Gonna Come
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Minnesota
One thing African American literature can teach usācould teach us, if we were willing to listen and learn, which we are notāis that until all are free, none are free. Until thereās justice for all, thereās justice for none. This is a very clear warning from David Walker in 1829 to Frederick Douglass in 1843 to Harriet Jacobs in 1861 and on and on and on to Dr. King and Malcolm and Stokely andā¦
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If I'm Writing, I'm Living
Happy New Year, folks. We made it. Hereās my first published piece of 2026. Iāve said before that my mother used to say whatever you were doing on New Yearās Day youād be doing the rest of the year. This is an old Southern superstition, and while Iām not particularly superstitious, I guess Iām a little āstitious, because I always try to do something good on January 1st. Yesterday I woke to aā¦
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Happy New Year
I said my final post of the Year of Our Lord 2025 would be a positive one. I havenāt published anything this year, which is either reflective, or part and parcel, of the yearās general rottenness. But a couple of weeks ago an essay was accepted by an online website and Iād hoped they would publish it before the end of the year, a sign that things were turning around, and that Iād be able toā¦
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It's a Wonderful Life, But Totally Rigged
Spent Christmas Eve watching Itās A Wonderful Life with a friend who had, staggeringly, never seen it. Without question this is my favorite Christmas movie, one of the few that can withstand repeated viewings without boring me or making me want to throw something at the screen. Thereās a lot to love about this movie, almost the least of which is the heart-tugging ending with little Zuzuā¦
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The Most Wonderful Day of the Year
ā¦ is today, the day after Christmas. Itās over. Each year I try hard to keep my mouth shut about how much I dislike Christmas. People who dissent from this mandated madness have been given a bad rap. So little do I want to rain on other peopleās parade that yesterday I tried hard to remember if I had ever enjoyed the day. As a child, probably, though I donāt much remember actual Christmasā¦
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Merry Christmas
As we end the year in which āAI is the futureā was shoved down our throats, hereās a lovely animated commercial in which, says the advertising agency which created it, āalmost 100% of what appears on screen was sculpted, animated, and painted by hand.ā The humanity here is palpable. (So is the fact that the commercial is French, mais bien sĆ»r. ) That people are so eager to toss literature andā¦
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The world still sucks but ...
I feel like Iām coming to the end of the tunnel, and the light is not, in fact, an oncoming train. Itās daylight. RIP Jimmy Cliff. May his memory be a blessing.
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On Kindness
Folks, 2025 has been a shitty year. An annus horribilis. Iāll tell you about it sometime. But this morning the editor of a literary journal wrote me what is, without doubt, the kindest, most g-d supportive email I have ever received from an editor and I am sitting here in tears because of it. I mean, I donāt even know this man. He wrote to tell me my essay, āOn White Violence, Black Survivalā¦
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Ain't I A Woman
Itās long (and she does this off the top of her head, which is pretty damn impressive) but it pretty much sums it up: open season on Black women. And our so-called allies are just standing by whistling ā¦ Which we been knew. View this post on Instagram A post shared by Tressie McMillan Cottom (@tressiemcphd)
A Litany for Survival
After the Election (henceforth known as The Day America Ended,) I saw a meme circulating on the old interwebs. Created by an Atlanta-based ācontent creatorā (Iām sorry but I will never be able to write those words with sincerity) named Nikki Free (well, really it was created by AI,) the meme was this: The thing went viral, in large part because it expressed the frustration of many Black women,ā¦
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