Many Americans seem to only remember one of the two namesakes of the 2009 federal hate-crime bill signed into law by President Obama: Matthew Shepard. Similarly, many Americans also seem to only remember the bill as the Matthew Shepard Act. However, this abbreviated mention conveniently leaves out the other person for whom the act is named: James Byrd Jr.
Shepard was a white, gay college student who was brutally assaulted by two homophobes near Laramie, Wyoming, and died six days following the heartrending attack. His death now haunts our collective consciousness, reminding us that hate against LGBT people might surely mean death.
James Byrd Jr., on the other hand, was a Black man from Texas. Byrd was ruthlessly murdered by three men, two of whom identified as white supremacists. His ankles were chained to the back of a pickup truck, and he was dragged approximately three miles along an asphalt road in Jasper, Texas. In the process, his head and right arm were severed from his body. His torso was eventually left in front of a cemetery that mostly contained the bodies of other Black people. Whereas Shepard was murdered because of his perceived sexual identity, Byrd was killed because he was Black.
What a year! It has been a wonderful year of the Lesbian of Color Dinner Party series. Thinking of starting your own group? Just want to play a party for yourself, check out July’s Southern Hospitality theme. What could be more fun that a cup (or two) of Kentucky Bourbon, fresh watermelon and a house of lovely lesbians? Continue reading Lesbians of Color Dinner Party: Southern Hospitality Theme→
So, it’s the ChristmaHanaKwanzaakah/Festivus/Saturnalia/Winter Solstice season, and its time to show off your imaginary baking skills. What? You have no baking skills??? No worries, your boi AJ has a sure fire recipe lined up for you. You will be the star of your lesbian leftist crunchy collective potluck, I assure you.
Chocolate Whiskey Cake (originally made by Melissa Clark)
Happy Monday my lovely lezzies. After an irie trip to Montego Bay (blog post in the works) last week, I am pretty exhausted but I didn’t want to skip out on #SupportBlackLezBiz.
If you are looking for a wonderful read whether you are curling up in front of the fire, or laying out in the sun check out RedBone Press. Founded and edited by Lisa C. Moore1 (photographed below), RedBone Press prides itself on publishing work “celebrating the culture of black lesbians and gay men and promoting understanding between black gays and lesbians and the black mainstream.” Continue reading #SupportBlackLezBiz – RedBone Press→
ARTSCAPE: A FUNDRAISER FOR THE NATIONAL LGBTQ TASK FORCE DURING WINTER PARTY FESTIVAL IN MIAMI BEACH March 4-9, 2015.
Eligibility: Professional and amateur artists, crafts people, designers and photographers, are invited to submit entries for this exhibition. All entries must be of original design and personal execution. The National LGBTQ Task Force will not be responsible for any copyright or other infringement.
Work Media & Size: Any 2-D media, all visual disciplines: painting, drawing, prints, craft, photography, sculpture or video. We are ideally looking for pieces no taller or wider than 4’ – Larger pieces will need to be delivered to the venue.
It has been a very long time since I have blogged consistently. I would go into the long and short of my hiatus but I won’t. Suffice to say it was an experience and hopefully all involved will be better for it.
Okay so as many of my friends and family know, I want to have a little KK. The realization alone has been a scary one since for many years I said it would be me and Champagne (my puppy, not the libation) together forever. I said it so much I believed it… and then I didn’t. I guess it started when my grand nephews were born. They were beautiful and small and I was old enough to appreciate it. I wanted to protect them, educate them and foster their growth. And then I turned 30… and then 31… and… yeah older than 31. Continue reading Then Comes Baby in a Baby Carriage…→
I wasn’t planning on blogging today either… I know.
I am sure hundreds of thousands of people with be blogging about the failure to indict Darren Wilson in the murder of Mike Brown. And let’s be very clear, this was murder… this we all know. Continue reading Untitled #MikeBrown #Ferguson→
Don’t roll your eyes. I am really need to know about this. Because I am feeling some kind of way…1.
I am pretty sure y’all know what church queens are (or can guess). It is a gay (often closeted) man in the church who sighs heavily and sucks their teeth when they see a more flamboyant gay man walk down the aisle at altar call. If you are trying to spot him, he can usually be seen sporting a pastel polkadot bow tie with matching pocket square (no shade).2
If you follow me on twitter, you will know two things for sure. I revel in irreverence and I haven’t had sex since my 20s.
Don’t make that face. It is a mix of a long winded end to a LDR and a celibate period of self-discovery… or that’s what I tell myself. Hell even before my self imposed drought, my last few relationships were long distance. So the plan was clear when it came to knocking boots. If we are together in the same city, let alone the same bed, IT IS GOING DOWN. Boom-chicka-waa-waa. Continue reading Sex and the Single-ish Life… or What Wet Dreams May Come→