I think every black British person on my Twitter timeline had seen the video of the woman who launched into a racist tirade on a tram somewhere in London before noon on Monday morning (watch it here if you fancy topping up your daily dose of rage, avoid if not – it’s pretty vile). A […]
Category Archives: Identity
Yesterday on Facebook, I came across this post on Anglo-Nigerian publisher Jeremy Weate’s page: “In Aba, they make Italian-style shoes from Kano leather which are labelled “Made in Italy”. No one would buy them if they said “Made in Nigeria”, although everyone knows they are made locally. Nigerians don’t trust products made in Nigeria and […]
In the course of my job, I have been invited to speak on radio programmes, about subjects that I have some knowledge of. I’ll be honest, it’s always thrilling – “Me? Really? YOU REALLY LIKE ME!” – and appeals to the inner social retard Hollywood has convinced me exists deep inside. Anyway, after one such […]
We’ve all been glued to the internet and our TV screens for the last few days, watching as London seemingly imploded. So many voices have piped up with opinions (like areseholes, we’ve all got one) and they range from the ‘WTF?’ (see Max Hastings in Daily Mail – highlights include references to polar bears, wild […]
Ramadan is the ninth month of the Islamic calendar. It’s also pretty much the only month most non-Muslims can name, given its synonymity with fasting. For 29 or 30 days every year, Muslims the world over abstain from food and drink from dawn till dusk. On another level, the abstinence pertains to negative emotions too […]
Do you harbour fantasies of being the greatest dancer at the party even though all evidence suggests otherwise? Do you stare at your co-workers, incredulous, because you have no idea how to connet with such cretins? Do you hate your boss, but channel your work-based rage into offensive gangsta rap lyrics? Do you often find […]
I’ve been reading Bridge to Terabithia, as sent to me in the mail by my friend A (she of the glorious coconut cupcake recipe). She loves the lead character Jesse, you see. Here’s a little piece I wrote back in April about our favourite children’s characters all grown up. Unfortunately, it was spiked (it was […]
It really is this simple: I cannot imagine my life as it is today without libraries. I joined my first library at the age of 4 – when we were doing a massive clearout some time in 2001, we discovered an unreturned library book (sorry!) from 1987. Civic irresponsibility aside, it was one of my […]
In January this year, I cut off most of my hair. I’d been relaxing it pretty constantly since I was 14 [I had a mild punk phase and shaved it off. Let's just say that particular haircut caused my mother to say scornfully, "You look like a boy. An ugly boy" and leave it at […]
Cast your minds back to 2003 – President Obama was still just a gleam in the American public’s eye, Martha Stewart was indicted, and the BBC gave us a new sitcom about a black family in south London. The buzz of the last item of news was quickly stamped out by the limp reality. The […]
Last week, someone retweeted some ridiculousness into my Twitter feed. No need for me to set it up, take a look at the nonsense: THIS CAN’T BE LIFE.
The African Caribbean Leukaemia Trust (ACLT) is in trouble. You can read all about them and the work that they do here, but what is even more important is that you help if you can. You can do so in a number of ways, but the easiest methods are to: Text ‘ACLT’ to 70300 to […]
I read a fantastic piece on Jezebel several months back, written by Danielle Belton of The Black Snob. The article was about the tiers of commercial celebrity gossip which exist within mainstream media. Citing the then-recent Alicia Keys/Swizz Beats nuptials, Belton explained why the mainstream media did not mention the controversy surrounding their union – […]
Excuse the giant French horn I’m tooting, but I wrote a thing for The Guardian about Nigeria being the most optimistic place on earth. No, seriously. You can read it here, chums.
For all the things that life can be, what it ultimately is, is relative. Whatever you are and whatever you have can only be measured by what somebody else is, what somebody else has. So, if you have £100 in your pocket, there’s somebody out there with £101, and there’s another with £99. Your position […]