Author Archives: whyracestillmatters

Privilege: The thing that unites white people everywhere

Here are a few snippets of the ugly side of privilege…

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Microaggressions (a.k.a. Some B***s***)

This is a post about microaggressions. Except I hate calling them that, much for the same reason that people hate the term “alt-right.” I’d rather call these things what they are…some b***s***. My name is Portia. And for reasons that I sometimes understand (but mostly don’t), people have a hell of a time pronouncing my […]

The Illusion of Justice

Recently, the jury charged with determining the fate of Michael Slager was hung. Slager is the police officer accused of shooting Walter Scott in cold blood and planting a taser by his body after he ran from a traffic stop. Faced with unequivocal video evidence, the members of the jury – 11 white and one […]

Coonhound Lives Matter

Over two-and-a-half years ago I wrote a post that involved a dog, a coonhound. At the time it was probably one of the most trivial, train-of-thought things I had ever written (this includes a brief stint at diary writing in elementary school). (Un)surprisingly, this random post about a casual conversation is (by far) the most read post […]

Experiencing Magic in Summer16

Every once in awhile I am blessed to experience magical moments. This summer I am grateful to have experienced three of those moments so far. When Yas text me about an event, Art & Social Justice on Broadway, I was sold at the title. I am generally interested in these topics, so I needed very […]

The Ordinary Exceptional Circumstances of Alton Sterling

Alton Sterling. The latest trending name of a victim of lethal police violence. The convenience store. A staple fixture in many neighborhoods. The all-too-common opening scene for a tragic spiral of events that ends in unnecessary death: Kajieme Powell,¬†Shawn Henry Allen Dickens, Joshua Grubb, Akiel Denkins, and so many more. The body camera. The faux […]

Midget Indians and the Teachable Moments of Everyday Racism

Every Memorial Day my daughter and mother go to a camp in the mountains to partake in nature and its attendant outdoor activities. Knowing that I’d get cool mom bonus points forever if I go, I decided to go meet them up there this year. Had I not, my writing drought may have continued. My […]