Aja Barber

The entertainment industry allows abuse to flourish and allows abusers to hide behind fancy titles and big credits.

I refuse to write some sort of inane rubbish about how sweatshirts are the new sweatshirt.

Recently I went through another round of unfriending on Facebook. It keeps things tidy, the arguments thoughtful and my head from exploding. This time around I just got rid of any white person that felt passionate about "certain political topics," but wasn't showing up for people of color, as we watch the meteoric rise of fascism in America and police violence. I’m not obligated to educate anyone for free, especially if they don’t appear to be absorbing what I’m saying or having the tough conversations on their wall with their peers.

We can never get enough handy gift guides, so we asked our lovely writer Aja what she has planned for her holiday shopping this year.

Whenever Lena Dunham starts trending on Facebook or Twitter, it’s become this thing where I suddenly morph into Angry Tyra.

“I love my husband President Barack Obama and our children, Sasha and Malia,” ”

I first met Darlene Howell McNerney through my sister.

If gentrification bothers you, the first thing you have to ask yourself is “Am I part of the problem?” The world is better when it’s more diverse

Can women have it all? Just kidding! I hate that question!

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