There is no white Republican elected official today who is coming close to Kentucky Sen. Rand Paul’s effort to reach out to black voters.
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There is no more endangered figure in America than the black man.
We tear up at the emotional TV commercials of soldiers returning home from a deployment; our airlines allow active duty military to board planes first; our politicians do anything they can to post photos standing with our service men and women.
The hugs, kisses and tears were flowing in the NFL’s green room Thursday at the league’s annual draft, where players from across the country realized their dreams of playing professional football and cashing multimillion-dollar checks.
Their views are vile, despicable, shameful, pathetic and hurtful, but we should all be thankful that Cliven Bundy and Donald Sterling didn’t hide their true feelings about race.
Every time a Republican gets into hot water, Reince Priebus, chairman of the Republican National Committee, has to pull a Florida Evans impression when the “Good Times” character yelled, “Damn! Damn! Damn!”
A few weeks ago my niece, Raquel, was jumpy and excited about going to her first basketball practice.
A few years ago, when my parents and other family members were angered by the actions of a new priest at the church co-founded by my grandparents, they met with the archdiocese of Houston to register their complaint.
While the United States issues repeated condemnations this week against Russian President Vladimir Putin for his aggressive actions in the Ukraine, it would have been fitting if he gave the U.S. a taste of its own medicine by firing back at the Senate for disavowing one of the fundamental aspects of our U.S. Constitution in the vote to deny Debo Adegbile an opportunity to serve the nation.
I’m sick and tired of black folks coming up with the most asinine, silly, nonsensical, pathetic, grossly unintelligent and shameful defenses of us using the N-word.
Members of the Congressional Black Caucus, along with all civil rights organizations, have been in a tremendous quandary since the election of President Barack Obama: How do you oppose something advocated by the nation’s first black president and not get vilified by your own constituents?
If any of us had the kind of output on our jobs as that of the United States Congress in 2013 — a whopping 56 bills passed by both houses — we would be fired in a hurry.
With his 2016 presidential bid potentially ending before it even begins, New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie knew he had to do something bold and significant in order to confront the allegations that he played a role in closing down traffic in his state to payback a political rival.
When my seven nieces and nephew sprinted downstairs on Christmas morning to revel in the joy of opening their gifts, I was right there with my video camera recording it for all to see.
Making fun of Fox News’ Megyn Kelly for her vigorous-without-a-doubt-make-no-mistake insistence that Santa Claus and Jesus Christ are both white would be like taking candy from a child.
Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela is being cast as a regal, gentle giant who used a humble, quiet disposition to put his critics at ease and usher in democratic rule in South Africa, all while keeping blacks, wanting retribution, and whites, fearing their demise, from engaging in a deadly clash that could have torn the nation apart.
If you need any proof of the over-inflated, bloated importance Washington, D.C., politicians and members of the media have of themselves, look no further than the ridiculous dialogue surrounding the Democrats invoking the “nuclear option” to deal with presidential appointees.
When police officers are accused of police brutality, they naturally close ranks, willing to protect one another even when they know something is wrong. It is called The Blue Line, and for years it has stymied efforts to change the culture of police departments.
My wife and I are raising six of my nieces in our home, and the one thing we’ve made clear to them is that we aren’t their friends or buddies. As long as they are under our care and guidance, we are parents, they are the children, and our rules are the only ones that matter.