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Daily News: I’m Fashionably Late To The Party, But I’ve Arrived…

29 Tuesday Jan 2008

Posted by Vivrant Thang in Feeding The Music Jones

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barack obama campaign, democratic campaign, democrats, elections, kingstree sc, michelle obama, obama, presidential candidate, voting, who are you voting for

by vivrant thang on the daily news

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I hadn’t mentioned the elections here because up to this point, I was undecided. My politics seem to most closely align with Edwards, but he’s not even a factor no longer in the race. Besides, I think he needs to be home with his wife and kids. Everything happens for a reason.

When considering Hilary and Barack, both had their pros and cons in my book. I’ve read up on their stances on the issues that are most important to me (economy, healthcare, Iraq, and civil rights). Both of them have plans that I could potentially support. I don’t align with either of them 100% and there is plenty that neither of them have addressed, particularly when it comes to the black community and black women. I’m a realist though. They are both running for President of the United States of America and they have to have a broad-based agenda in order to win. Besides, we have to get our own shit together and hold our own local leaders accountable for their actions before we can get larger agendas addressed (again, I’m looking at your dumb ass, Kwame Kilpatrick).

I took my time in selecting a candidate. I wasn’t going to be swayed by the threat of the revocation of my Black card if I didn’t support the Black candidate, which is what a lot of “Obama stans” are apparently threatening. I care about who is going to be able to reach across the aisles and get people working together to get this thing turned around. (I think there is too much animosity towards the Billary machine on the other side of the aisle.) We’re in trouble and I need to trust that my candidate can build a cabinet that is going to be able to rescue this sinking ship with a quickness.

So what is most important to me is having a candidate that is electable. I need someone who is going to win in November because I can’t take another 4-8 years of Republican domination. I don’t need another “decider.” It seems that a diverse population of folks feel that Obama  is electable, which is also important to me. I’ve finally decided to throw my support behind him as well.

Don’t get it twisted. I won’t be stanning for Obama. I won’t be berating anyone that chooses to support Hillary, despite how gully her and Bill have gotten. I won’t be staging blog attacks against anyone that doesn’t support my candidate or my views. This is America, people. We all have the right to choose…except if that choice is Republican! Seriously, I wish people would concentrate those energies on getting Obama into office and not on attacking people that don’t support him.

I’m not ignorant. I realize that for the first time, we really have a shot at getting a black man into office. That’s huge. I know a lot of black people feel that as a community, we should all throw our support behind him. I reject that. Apparently, he rejects that as well. I’m choosing who I personally feel is the best, electable candidate. For those undecided, I hope that you do the same. 

On another note, I am also anxiously waiting to hear whispers on who he might consider as a running mate if he gets the nod. I know he will choose wisely, as that will have a huge impact. Should he get the nod, I hope that he chooses someone with a long resume to allay folks concerns that he is not experienced enough. I heard that just this past weekend from a friend who is supporting Hillary simply because of her experience.

Michelle Obama has also played a factor in my decision. From the very beginning, she has impressed me. There is something special about her. I know that she will be heard and keep Barack grounded. She won’t hesistate to call him on his mess if need be. I don’t see her simply hosting tea parties and keeping mum. She’s too intelligent for that. She will have her say, even if it isn’t until they are lying in bed at night. I also look forward to the possibility of seeing Malia and Sasha grow up in the White House. I know they won’t be acting a fool like those Bush girls. Michelle ain’t having that!

Now I’m not going to lie. I’m still very nervous. I worked the polls for the last election. I sat for 12 hours straight with barely one bathroom break checking off name after name until the words became a blur. I was stunned by the record numbers that came out, presumably to get Bush’s crooked ass out of office. Especially us. I was proud…and later sick to my stomach to see the election literally stolen by those crooks. I see what they can do. I worry about whether a black man…or a woman is electable in this United States of America.

I just don’t trust you like that, Amerikkka.

Although I am concerned that if Barack gets the nod, people will come out the woodwork and vote against him, I am letting all that go and believing that this country may just be ready for a change…a fresh face. I am proud of the campaign he has run this far. I am impressed by the people that are supporting him. I love how he has reinvigorated young people’s interest in the political process. Hell, I like how young and energetic HE is. All of these factors played a role in my decision.

I was also waiting to feel some kind of connection or sign as to which way I should go. I finally got one.

Obama held a townhall meeting in my family’s hometown of Kingstree, SC. He went really grassroots and that definitely warmed my heart on a personal level. My great-great grandfather purchased our family’s first piece of land and built a house back in the early 1960s. He had migrated north with my great-grandmother and then returned South to buy that land. I remember summers down there playing with the pigs and other farm animals. Life was oh so simple then. We just sold that house a couple of years ago, many years after my great-great grandparents deaths. But not before we all gathered there one last time. Brought back a lot of memories. I can appreciate him going to Kingstree, of all places, and talking to the people about what’s important to them.  My people.

Bottom line, candidates are going to say what they have to say on the campaign trail to earn your vote. Some say it better than others. Some are more believable than others. Both candidates have had their missteps, some much worse than others. However, I think people are tired of politics as usual. So am I. We do need a change because this country is headed to hell in a handbasket. Hell, we’re already there. I hope that Obama will be the one to bring about that change once he gets into office.

I will be watching the developments extra closely, particularly since I just accepted a new job that is very politically-involved. I expect to learn a lot. Now that I’ve chosen a candidate, I also plan to get involved in the campaign here on a local level.

I’m not going to lie ya’ll. More than anything else, this does something to me.

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At the end of the day, just knowing that this strong, black woman got his back, I know he can do anything.

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Sharon, I Got a Jones for You! : A Concert Review

25 Friday Jan 2008

Posted by Vivrant Thang in Let's Rock: Concert Reviews

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100 days 100 nights, amy winehouse, daptone records, sharon jones, sharon jones and the dap kings

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Ya’ll should know by now that I’m a lover, not a fighter. Not because I’m all sensitive and shit. I am afraid that if I actually get into a fight, I will end up seriously maiming or killing someone. Seriously. So it’s taken me a week to recover my sensibilities enough to write this review – as I have never attended a show where I literally almost caught two cases and had to be rescued by an artist in the midst of a performance!

Before I get to the drama, let me focus on the music because that’s what’s important here. Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings are nothing to play with. This is true grown folks music. This music harkens back to a period when lyrics were saying something. Back to the days when our parents were grinding under that blue light during those basement house parties. The Evans clan would probably have thrown on music like this during a rent party for a down-on-their luck neighbor.  This is the ‘music’ that Leela James and the Brand New Heavies yearn for. Let’s go back to the days…indeed.

From the moment the Dap-Kings took the stage to get things warmed up, I knew we were in for a funky good time. I think you’ll agree.

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New music, “One Time”

That Binky Griptite is one cool cat.

Before she even took the stage, we felt Sharon’s presence.

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They say you can tell a lot about a person by their shoes. Those shoes let me that she was about to take that stage, kicking ass and taking names! Hell no, Amy CrackWinehouse ain’t got nothing on her. If this industry made sense, their names wouldn’t even be mentioned in the same sentence.  I’ve seen Amy sing and while her voice is amazing, she doesn’t perform. It’s like watching the polish dry on my toes. She doesn’t command the stage like Sharon does. She connected with each and every member of that audience (especially me, but we’ll get back to that later). That’s not a skill many artists master. I certainly hope  now that Amy has said “yes, yes, yes” to rehab, she’ll come out of her crack-induced walking slumber and really get back to the business of music.  Because we need more artists reminding us of how it used to be and can still be if we support this kind of music. Meantime Amy, Sharon got this.

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Not Gonna Cry

Check out those moves and the crowd reaction. They love her.

How Do I Keep A Good Man Down (Claudehamercy!)

I love how Sharon engages the audience and even when they get foolish with their antics, she still commands her stage. All eyes are still on her, even as she makes them feel like they are the star for that moment they are up there.

Keep On Looking

Tell Me (one of my faves)

As you can see from some of the videos here and over on my YouTube channel, Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings draw a very diverse crowd. Because of the music I like, the crowd tends to mostly be my people…or your people, depending on how they acting because I don’t claim them everyday (this means you, Kwame Kilpatrick and your “Negro Nonsense”). I don’t think I’ve ever been to a show at a spot like the Black Cat where I was rocking with white men of Social Security-collecting age. This was a new one on your girl.

Anyhow, I’ve been joking for the longest that I need to diversify my friendship portfolio a bit and get some white friends. My black female co-worker has white friends whose parents have beach houses. They got tickets to the games. Become one of the family and you might get a piece of that. However, by the end of the show I had completely changed my mind.

Some white folks do not know how to handle their liquor.  I knew this, but it had never affected me before. The venue makes some extremely strong drinks. I’m a drinker and I’m one and done there for the most part. They don’t know nothing about one and done. So these folks were lit by the time the show started. And of course, they get real happy and want to dance and carry on and they have no regard for who is around them. They feel like you should be lit right along with them. Party on dude!

I vote no.

So that was the beginning of my rough night. They were “dancing” wildly and bumping into me to the point that I was being shoved into the person next to me…while I was holding my precious camera. Remember, I’m a lover not a fighter so I tried several approaches before I completely lost it and and pushed back…harder. They were too drunk to really notice.

Once things had calmed down a bit, I felt another shoving match begin. I’m in the very front and getting shoved against the stage. I turn around to see this crass little number complaining that she couldn’t see and trying to force her way to the front by pushing against anybody ahead of her. By this time, like Latifah, I had it up to here and she was about to catch a bad one. I let her know as much and of course she starts to pop off at the mouth. I glanced up at the stage, as I knew the situation was disrupting the show. Binky Griptite shook his head and gave me a “let it go” look.

Sharon Jones to the rescueeeee!

She comes over and pulls the chick on the stage with her, telling her she can’t be doing all that pushing and shoving. Sharon knew me against her would have been as simple as me stomping on a pesky roach. And yes, this chick was black…ya’ll can claim that mess.

Nobody’s Baby

So after all I had been through, I was trying to just get through the rest of show without conflict. I was capturing 100 Days, 100 Nights when I felt someone grip my shoulder rather roughly. I didn’t turn around at first because I’m serious about my video. DON’T interrupt me. The tugging became more insistent but the crew around me was also getting wild again so I wasn’t sure what it was. I didn’t turn around at first. When I did, briefly, it was one of the staff commanding me to stop taping.

WTF?

Mind you, I had been standing in front of the stage taping practically every song. This was my fifty eleventh time at the Black Cat, where I always record just about every song. There was no sign prohibiting video. There never is. This same man had actually come around before the show started and told us no flash photography, which I had complied with. I admit I was probably in the wrong, but I ignored him. The song was ending and I was not to be cut off in the middle, particularly since this whole thing didn’t make sense and there were other people recording.

He kept tugging on my shoulder for the next few seconds, finally telling me to come with him. I was not moving. I told him it was not happening. I had paid for my ticket and there was no signage that indicated I couldn’t record. I had been recording the whole show and I wasn’t new to the Black Cat experience. He didn’t care and kept commanding me to come with him or I would be “thrown out.” At this point, I figured out that someone had complained to him and he was moving me from the front. I was not having it. I told him I wasn’t going anywhere, as I felt that familiar rage building inside of me. I was literally two seconds off his ass. Seriously.

I have a history of sassing white men. Once, I roughly shoved a man who pushed me aside to get his luggage from the carousel at the airport. We hadn’t said a word to each other. He pushed, I pushed back…harder. Sorry, I exist.  Had he complained, I would likely have ended up like Miss Sophia, sitting up in DC jail damn near bout to rot to death. So I turned away from the Black Cat errand boy to get my composure and there she was again.

Sharon Jones to the rescueeee!

She was trying to perform and had to save me from “The Man.” Thankfully, he disappeared.

Despite my harrowing experience, which marred my enjoyment of the show slightly, I will never miss Sharon Jones & The Dap Kings when they come to town. I will have to meditate all day before I go, but I can’t stay away. I got a jones for Miss Jones and those Dap Kings are the truth. I look forward to all the beautiful music they’ll make together.

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My First Fifty Posts: A Retrospective

22 Tuesday Jan 2008

Posted by Vivrant Thang in Weekly Round Up

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9th wonder, banita jacks case, bilal concert, chrisette michele concert, da'niyah jackson case, death of donda west, eric roberson, facebook concerts, i am not my hair, keite young concert, little brother concert, michael vick case, rapper ti case, songs in the key of life blog, van hunt concert

by vivrant thang on retrospective

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I’m really excited by how far this blog has come in the three months I’ve been posting regularly. At first since I didn’t share the URL with a lot of people, I was a bit surprised when I got my first comment so soon after I started writing. I thought I’d be talking to myself for quite a while…and I was okay with that. I wanted to find my way a bit and decide just what I was here to do. Knowing that people were reading made me move a little quicker!

I don’t post daily or several times a day like other folks so this is just my 50th post. Since I’m moving right along with one of my blog resolutions, which is to increase readership and comments, I thought I’d do sort of a retrospective for new readers. I don’t know about you, but I appreciate when a blogger does that because as a person that subscribes to over 150 feeds, which I obviously don’t always keep up with, I need a round-up on occasion. So I intend to do this every 50 posts.

Over these past couple of weeks, some great things have happened as a result of a few posts in particular.

  • Just today, I discovered that CNN has linked to my rant post about the Banita Jacks case under their From The Blogs section. Lawd, take me now. It appears to be powered by some news aggregator but I’m thrilled that it found my post out of all the blogs that I hope are talking about this. I don’t know if it will change soon so check it out!
  • If that wasn’t enough, last week I wrote a post about a HOT party I had the pleasure to attend. Super Producer 9th Wonder and DJ Cuzzin B actually took the time to comment and then 9th Wonder linked to my post from his Myspace blog. If that wasn’t enough, they also added a link to my blog from the True School website, which is also linked from 9th Wonder’s main website. All of this because I simply wrote about what I love: rocking to REAL music. I didn’t expect anyone to find it, much less comment on it. I just had to share it.
  • Shortly after all that, I discovered that my post about “Getting Back” with Little Brother was used on the Facebook page for their upcoming concert in London at The Jazz Cafe. (aside: I wish I lived in London. They have some HOT shows coming up there *gasp and swoon*). There were several excellent posts which I referenced in my own, but they used mine.

Here are some other posts I’ve written that I’d like to spotlight:

The Daily News

  • She’s In a Better Place (rape and murder of 10-month-old Da’Niyah Jackson)
  • Unpretty (death of Dr. Donda West)
  • Why? My Thoughts on the Michael Vick Case
  • Self-Destruction (thoughts on TI and Michael Vick)
  • I Am Not My Hair

Concert Reviews

  • From Erro to Prince: I Gets Around!
  • The ERRO Concert Experience
  • Let’s Rock with Chrisette Michele
  • There’s Something About Keite Young
  • Love It: Bilal Concert Reviews and Videos
  • Let’s Rock: Highlights from the Van Hunt Concert

Here are the posts that have been among your favorites, according to the stats:

  • My Favorite Things: Top 50 R&B/Soul Songs
  • Other Woman
  • My Favorite Things: Top 10 Songs of 2007
  • No More Drama
  • Young, Gifted, and Black!

I’m also really proud of the blog campaign I participated in last month for World AIDS day. You can see all of the posts here.

For the newbies wanting to know more about Vivrant Thing, check the “Who’s That Girl?” page and the All About Me section.

So there you have it…the highlights thus far. I’d love to hear your comments on some of these past posts if you missed them the first time around.

I have a lot in store for the next 50 posts. So hang tight and enjoy the ride!

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What’s Going On: The Banita Jacks Case

17 Thursday Jan 2008

Posted by Vivrant Thang in Feeding The Music Jones

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Aja Fogle, banita jacks case, banita jacks daughters, benita jacks banita jacks murder case, Brittany Jacks, case of woman killing four girls, depression, four girls deaths, mental illness, N'Kiah Fogle, Tatianna Jacks, washington dc murder, what's going on marvin gaye

by vivrant thang on what’s going on and the daily news

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Mother, mother
There’s too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There’s far too many of you dying
You know we’ve got to find a way
To bring some lovin’ here today

I often joke that the future Mr. Vivrant Thang will not only need to have the patience of Job, but should also have experience dealing with mental patients in order to live with me for the rest of his life. It’s cases like this that remind me that there are some issues that just aren’t a laughing matter.

I was talking with The First Lady yesterday and realized that people outside the area may not have heard about this case, although it has been picked up nationally.

It’s a difficult story to report on several levels because so much of it doesn’t make sense and there are so many details that are still unfolding. I suspect there are some things that will never be fully explained because there are no explanations.

banita-jacks.jpgLast week, authorities arrived at the home of 33-year-old Banita Jacks’ to evict her from her DC residence. Instead, they essentially stumbled upon a house of horrors. Inside the home were the badly decomposed bodies of her four daughters; Brittany Jacks, 16; Tatianna Jacks, 11; N’Kiah Fogle, 6; and Aja Fogle, 5. It’s unclear how long the children had been dead. The medical examiner says at least two weeks.

Jacks claims they were possessed by demons and died in their sleep some time before her electricity was cut off , which was back in September 2007. However, the girls were found to have blunt force trauma, stab wounds, and ligature marks around their necks. Jacks also admitted she starved them before they “died.”

There are many more details to this story which you can read about here and here. After you read them, I’m sure you’ll be left with several questions.

Here are my issues.

There were 30 family members in the courtroom at Jacks’ first appearance. Where were these same family members when these girls went missing?Reports have said that the family would come over there and she wouldn’t answer or she wouldn’t let them in. See, this brings up an issue in the Black community that I need to talk about in another post. We don’t have “Big Mommas” anymore. Big Momma would have gone over there to see about her babies. If Jacks’ would have dared to fix her lips to say that she couldn’t come in, she would have been backhanded and shoved to the side.

Apparently, there was a grandmother to two of the girls in the picture. She gave the same sob story about trying to contact them but had gotten cussed out and turned away. I guess she gave up.

What about the two fathers of the oldest girls? Did they not notice their daughters were missing? No, because neither of those negroes were paying regular child support so they probably couldn’t have cared less about seeing the girls. They probably were glad not to have seen or heard from Jacks. We won’t even get into how social services and the school system failed this family. Just like any inner city, you got a bunch of lazy heifers and negroes sitting up there collecting fat checks while claiming they are underpaid and overworked. Sure, the system needs major reform and Mayor Fenty wasted no time cleaning house, as he should have. It’s unconscionable that a school social worker actually did her job and after a visit to the home in April, had to plead for authorities to help the girls. At that point, they had missed over a month of school and were essentially being held hostage in a nasty house by a deranged mother. The social worker reported all of this and the cops went over there and left, apparently without laying eyes on them. Those girls could have been dying then. Can you imagine how terrified they must have been? The older girls probably tried to comfort the younger ones while dealing with their own hunger and fear. Horrible.I know there are rules that have to be followed, but officials seriously dropped the ball here.

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Cellmates of Benita Jacks have said she admitted to killing the girls and that she is “crazy.” There is no question in my mind that this woman is indeed mentally ill. Apparently after the father of the two youngest died of cancer, the family situation changed drastically and something inside of her snapped. Why didn’t someone recognize this and get this woman some help?

Mental illness is a serious problem in this country that is not being addressed. We are quick to dismiss someone as “crazy,” and keep it moving until something like this happens. A girl that I hang out with on occasion is battling depression and I am the first to admit that I often avoid her or become impatient with her moody behavior and what I deem stand-offishness. I don’t know the extent of her illness because she doesn’t talk about it, but clinical depression is also nothing to ignore.

It’s time for us to go back to the days of it taking a village to raise a child. If we don’t start speaking up and getting involved when something ain’t quite right about a situation (and not stopping until there is a resolution!), we are going to keep losing our children.

Based on some accounts, it seems Jacks was a good mother before she snapped. So if she had gotten some help, there’s a chance this tragedy could have been avoided. Who knows what these girls could have accomplished had they actually had a chance at life? Perhaps this? Or any of this?

Sadly, we’ll never know.

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Sisters Are Doing It For Themselves : [Soror] Dr. Calandra Tate, Ph.D.

15 Tuesday Jan 2008

Posted by Vivrant Thang in Feeding The Music Jones

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alpha kappa alpha educators, dr. calandra tate, science and math phd, what about our daughters you oughta know

by vivrant thang on sisters doing it for themselves and young gifted & black

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The “inferior sex” got a new exterior
We got doctors, lawyers, politicians too.
Everybody – take a look around.
Can you see – can you see – can you see
There’s a woman right next to you!
Sisters are doing it for themselves!

I bet you were worried I was going to do the whole post in pink and green huh? Don’t trip. You know it’s lovely.

On this date 100 years ago, my beloved sorority was founded on the campus of Howard University by a group of extraordinary women, many of them educators. So it is only fitting that I highlight one of my sorority sisters who is following in the footsteps of our beloved founders.

I was so proud to visit one of the blogs I highly respect, What About Our Daughters, and see Calandra featured as part of the “You Oughta Know” series, which focuses on inspirational and positive portrayals of black women who are doing it for themselves. It just so happens that Calandra is my former chapter soror and we were in grad school at University of Maryland during the same time. I finished my MA in English in 2001 and she was on the Ph.D. track. We also lived in the same apartment complex for a while. When I met her and learned that she was working towards her doctorate in math, I was beyond impressed.

See, I am so right-brained, I can’t fathom getting a doctorate in any left-brained oriented field. It blows my mind. However, to see a woman…a black woman… not only getting an advanced degree in that field, but also having a passion for it and wanting to share that with others really garnered my admiration. I can’t remember having any black male or female math or science teachers in school. I’m just glad to know that if my child should develop an affinity for math or science (must gonna come from her daddy’s side of the family), she’ll have another black woman to look up to. That pool is very small.

From What About Our Daughters:

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Dr. Calandra Tate, Ph.D. graduated from Xavier University and went on to earn her doctorate in applied mathematics from the University of Maryland in College Park this month (December 2007 – the same month she turned 30). With her achievement Dr. Tate joins a distinguished and small group of Black women. According to The National Science Foundation 4,300 doctorates in mathematics and statistics were awarded in the 8 years between 1998-2005, only 48 were earned by African-American women.

She teaches statistics and probability at the U.S. Military Academy (West Point) through a special assignment with her employer, the U.S. Army Research Laboratory in Aldelphi, Md. It is at the research lab where she thought of her dissertation topic – “An Investigation of the Relationship Between Automated Machine Translation Evaluation Metrics and User Performance on an Information Extraction Task”. (wow!)

Tate started her freshman year at Xavier University pre-med but before the year’s end switched to mathematics. At the same time she was wooed by the language department to become a French major. She studied French since grade school and was an exchange student in France between her junior and senior years of high school.
While at Xavier, Tate was active in student government and Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority Inc. Her senior year, she received two coveted Xavier awards: the Martin Luther King Jr. Peace Award for community service and the Mother Agatha Ryan Award for exemplifying the spirit and standards of the school through “reverence, personal integrity, loyalty, service and scholarship.”

Read more about Dr. Tate. I’m so thrilled to be able to call her “Dr.” and even prouder to call her my Soror. As I asked on my last related post, what are you doing with your life?

Happy Centennial Founders Day to each and every beautiful member of Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority, Inc. I am truly proud to be a part of this sisterhood.

I’d also like to say rest in peace to Soror Donda West. Even though there were times you may have felt unpretty, you will always be beautiful to your Sorors.

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