A Portland police officer hugs 12-year-old Devonte Hart at a Ferguson protest in Portland, Oregon, last week. Devonte was holding a sign offering free hugs and the officer asked to take him up on the idea. Photo by Johnny Nguyen.
I waited three months to hear the phrase—the phrase that etched another devastating moment into the history of America. When it finally came, I prayed for the Brown family, who had to endure a painful Thanksgiving dinner with one less light at the table.
In the wake of Ferguson, Black Friday takes on a whole new meaning.
I recall with stunning clarity that day in 1992 when the Rodney King beating verdict came down. An all-white jury in Simi Valley pronounced that a gang of police officers was not guilty for beating an unarmed black man nearly to death, despite the fact that a bystander caught the whole ugly incident on video.
My heart feels as empty as this Senate chamber. (photo from the Library of Congress)
I was up late last night. Like, so late that some people were waking up by the time I went to sleep. My otherwise comfortable bed offered no solace as I tossed and turned thinking about midterm election results.
"I didn't tell you that you could look at my naked body," said Jennifer Lawrence in response to someone leaking her private photos online. The hacking and release several female celebrities' nude photos last month has sparked wider discussion around the issue of privacy and revenge porn—the posting of someone's naked or sexual images online.