As a loyal watcher and follower for the entire time of MHP’s show, I can’t say I’m surprised. They keep that can ‘o dust Chris Matthews on air, even though it’s been proven that his wife (who’s running in MD) and Hillary use the same donors and inside people — a disturbing conflict of interest.

I was born and raised in Africa.Just shocked and disgusted after reading the article.This kind of speech among ourselves africans just make me sick.The only positive thing I found was the reactions of some people,like yours my sista’ and this one,sharing the same feeling than me.I hope the author will reflect about.https://medium.com/.../it-s-not-appropriation-it-s

It’s Our Ancestors’ Culture — Not Just Yours

Recently, I’ve come across some rather ignorant and inflammatory articles online…

I love your post. Well written and very much the truth. I have to wonder where all of this is coming from? Cultural appropriation? Are we, Black/AA folks not of African descent and just as “entitled” to embrace our African heritage and “culture”? And what amazes me is the problem with this so-called accusation of cultural appropriation, is only…

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Sorry if this comes off aggressive , I typed this before I read some of our responses and realized how unaware you were. I don’t really like using the word ignorant that much. So I’ll say “unaware”. So now , I have some sympathy and further understanding of the unawareness ,because your perspective is from Britain.

Eh, I read this a couple hours ago and tried to understand where you are coming from. I really wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt. After pondering, all I can say is, “what the hell is this olodo talking about? Did you think about this before you wrote it? This piece took me back to my college years when my Nigerian friends would say ignorant…

A child is adopted and lied about her biological parents. For most of her life is told that they are shit. Then as she gets older she realizes they were real people who live through her still. She goes on a quest to reconnect with them. She finds out what her father and mother might have worn. She wears them. She finally meets a biological family…