I attended a majority white high school in the late '70s and since that time my life has been one cross-cultural bowl of spaghetti. It tastes good but is really messy, sometimes sauce all over your shirt.
Words have consequences. In the past few weeks, we have seen just how dire those consequences can be.
Raising one half-African son and one of mixed European descent posed both ordinary and unique parenting challenges for my husband and me.
Troost Avenue in Kansas City, Missouri, has been dividing rich and poor, black and white, jobless and employed in this city since the days of Jim Crow when it was a legal line of segregation.
In this hour, amongst everything else that is on my mind, I am mindful of the 19th of May, 2009, marking the birthday of a mystic activist and voice of justice.
"What do you mean by 'just one'? I'm not choosing just one!" I told my wife on the phone.
In 1965, in a last minute move, the American Football League switched its All-Star game from New Orleans to Houston.
A false balance is an abomination to the LORD, but an accurate weight is his delight. (Proverbs 11:1)
This week's issue of Newsweek features a compelling article about the evolution of race relations at Princeton University ("
There is much to be disturbed about in the recent revelation of the Bush administration torture memos.