We exist too bastard.

Men like him ought to not have any say on how we act in a vacation.

I do not give a shit what that ugly bigots beliefs and her plain words being rude and gross in public.

Your mantrums are unacceptable.

Who do you think you are? KING BABY 👶?!!

This break is supposed to help this family not only your pos bigot parent.

I would have rather her not come at all.

She brings chaos every obese step she takes up space.

She shouldn't be hand waited by any of us.

You're a intolerant scum bag to mistreat my mother and have attitude.

Go to hell if hell was a place.

And frankly her being obstinate and a loud messy amateur decent company should have disqualified her being involved with this birthday trip.

Seriously, I'm getting so fucking sick and tired of Black People/ Black Americans having to Fucking fight for everybody else causes. Especially other POC causes when half of them have shown during this damn election how deeply they don't give a Fuck about Black Americans and all while voting against their own communities best self-interests because they so badly want to sit at the table of White Supremacy and do everything they can to be close to Whiteness. While still being super anti-black as hell.

It's seriously going to be a Black vs. Non-Black POC America now more than ever.

Some of ya'll Arabs Americans and Muslims as well as some Latinos and other non-Black POC as well as some White people. If ya'll guys want protest and be on the Frontlines dealing with Trump bullshit then go ahead and do as you may.

Please don't be asking either Black women or other black people to be on the Frontlines with you when some of ya'll have shown that you didn't have our backs during this important election and Fucked us over. As well as fucking over your own racial communities too.

At this point I'm so fucking tried and done.

I did my part during this election by voting for Kamala as well as getting out the word at how bad and horrific another Trump term would be.

But some fools still didn't want to listen to the truth or evidence and would rather learn the hard way...

I didn't Fucked around at all! Yet I still have to deal with the consequences of other people damn stupidity, racism, misogynoir, and ignorance of not taking this election seriously.

As fans and co-stars mourn the untimely death of actor Andre Braugher, there is a new emphasis on the pervasiveness of lung cancer among Black men and why they are more likely than other groups to die from the disease. The “Brooklyn Nine-Nine” star passed away last week, just months after his diagnosis, according to a statement from his publicist. According to the American Lung Association, one in 16 Black men will be diagnosed with lung cancer in their lifetime. But while research has shown that a diagnosis doesn’t necessarily have to be a death sentence, Black men still have the highest death rate of lung cancer in the country — a grim stat partially due to the fact that they’re often diagnosed at later stages than others. Only 12 percent of Black men receive their diagnosis at an early stage, compared to 16 percent of white men and 20 percent of white women.

I am a Black woman who is actively losing wages due to racism at my job. I have had to go home early more than once due to intense micro-aggressions at my job. Micro-aggressions that were turned into “learning moments” at my expense. And now, I am being attacked because I attempted to put together a Juneteenth newsletter educating my company about the modern day civil rights movement and racism by elevating what few Black voices are in the store. My crime? Asking to hear from Black people on Juneteenth. I was called divisive and combative, and because this vitriol is coming from people in leadership as well, I am being told that this can block my upward movement in this company. Something that has already been made hard enough with the micro-aggressions that I face on a regular basis.

If you’d like to give me reparations, my pay information is below:

Venmo: @nefertarispalace

For many of us, colorism isn’t just a vague social concept — it’s a lived experience. As children, we were bullied, excluded, or devalued simply because our skin tone didn’t align with a certain “ideal.” We endured insults, rejection, and isolation that left deep marks, marks that shaped how we saw ourselves and how we navigated the world.

Fast forward to adulthood, and the narrative seems to have shifted. Now, adults — sometimes the very people who once witnessed or perpetuated the harm — tell us to respect someone’s “preference.” Black men, for example, are often allowed to express their dating preferences without critique. And society frames these preferences as harmless, even natural.

But let’s be clear: the preference often mirrors the same color biases that led to bullying in our youth. Darker-skinned women, who were once ostracized and demeaned, are now quietly excluded in the name of choice. The harm hasn’t disappeared — it has been rebranded.

Here’s the hypocrisy:

• Childhood bullying: You are actively harmed, targeted, and dehumanized because of your skin tone. Adults often witness it but do little to intervene. The trauma is real and formative.

• Adult “preference”: Your experiences are minimized. What was once a source of pain and exclusion is now framed as a personal taste. You’re told to respect it, while the same societal forces that justified your childhood mistreatment are quietly reinforced.

This isn’t a harmless shift in language — it’s a continuation of harm under the guise of choice. It tells women: “Your pain doesn’t matter. Your worth is conditional on someone else’s taste.” And it tells children that their experiences of exclusion, discrimination, and devaluation don’t count.

Colorism is not neutral. Whether it’s enacted through bullying or framed as preference, it perpetuates:

• exclusion

• invisibility

• internalized self-doubt

• generational trauma

Respecting someone’s preference does not erase the history, trauma, or systemic inequality that shaped it. It doesn’t make the harm disappear. And for those of us who experienced it as children, it’s a constant reminder that society often validates the chooser, not the chosen.