On Thursday Mayor Bill de Blasio announced at press conference that New York had confirmed its first patient diagnosed with the Ebola virus.
Last week, we presented the fascinating story of Bessie Coleman, a pioneering pilot who soared through the sky in the early 1920s as few Black or white, male or female pilots did.
A sealant is needed on the grand jury proceedings in Ferguson, Mo., but it probably won’t stop the leaks that were disclosed last week.
If President Barack Obama hasn’t been catching enough flak, if his things-to-do list isn’t already crowded with pressing issues, the Ebola epidemic has brought another patch of gray hair and more problems to his troubled, beleaguered administration.
Black Americans old enough to recall the shock of seeing and hearing what had happened to Emmett Till in Mississippi in 1955 are sure to get a fresh whiff of that atrocity in learning about the tragedy of Lennon Lacy in Bladenboro, N.C.
Over the past months, we have lost such iconic figures from the literary canon as Maya Angelou, Walter Dean Myers, Amiri Baraka and Ruby Dee, to mention but a few.
Seeing a Black woman with “aviation consultant” under her name on a nightly television news show caught my attention, but the moment was so fleeting that her name never registered, or if it did, I forgot it.
Even in the best of times, it is never easy for our artists in this society, and the challenges they face are more daunting when their economic situation reaches a critical point.
Whenever there’s a high profile story in the city, particularly when the Rev. Al Sharpton is at the center of it, the news media flocks to the National Action Network’s Saturday rallies.
It seems that no matter where he turns, the Rev. Al Sharpton is besieged by reporters who, despite the current stew involving rape allegations against National Action Network attorney Sanford Rubenstein, the Rachel Noerdlinger story continues to be an issue he can’t avoid.