A Father’s Love Vol. 3: Pharoh and Clifford

Well, most of my closest people know that my partner, my Bean-town buddy, my boy! - Roh! (as we affectionately called him) has transitioned into another life.  (That means he died).  After nearly 14 years, 6 cities, 3 cars, 2 schools, and about 7 or 8 residences together, I am now without my dog, Pharoh [...]

What it means to be a Griot…

Sometimes you do things because it just feels right, or you may feel some type of pressure.  But sometimes, you have to admit when things are simply divine. I am a Griot who speaks through rhythm, the Ngoma, the drum.  I am immensely proud to be a Griot.  It is a way of life, a [...]

“F… this Library!”

Yep, that's what the young man said.  We tell him to watch his language around adults... "Man, F...k this Library!"  Really?  What did the library do to you?  Actually, it sounds like the coward way out, because what he wanted to say was, "F... You!"  But instead chose to yell out his little, lame statement [...]

Here come the judge… A Valiant Rebirth

Ok, so I've been watching Bamboozled this weekend and began doing some soul searching research on "blackface" and minstrel shows.  So, hence, "here come the the judge".... interesting to say the least. Anyway, Welcome! I am one of those Warriors - I am Ali Jamal, son of Herbert and Charlene; younger sibling to Sherian and [...]