Aja Barber

I refuse to write some sort of inane rubbish about how sweatshirts are the new sweatshirt.

So in case you didn’t hear, everyone’s favorite conservative sweetheart Tomi Lahren was permanently banned from The Blaze after her appearance on The View on March 17th, 2017.

Hiiiiii people! These issues aren’t going away. And neither am I. So scroll on by if it bothers you.

Recently I went through another round of unfriending on Facebook. It keeps things tidy, the arguments thoughtful and my head from exploding. This time around I just got rid of any white person that felt passionate about "certain political topics," but wasn't showing up for people of color, as we watch the meteoric rise of fascism in America and police violence. I’m not obligated to educate anyone for free, especially if they don’t appear to be absorbing what I’m saying or having the tough conversations on their wall with their peers.

Can women have it all? Just kidding! I hate that question!

There are so few people in this world who can bring very many strong, stoic people to their knees in the hour of death.

How does one advertisement go so magnificently wrong, managing to center whiteness in the story of the battles of marginalized people, while playing down the horrific effects of police brutality and concluding in a white savior grand finale?

I first met Darlene Howell McNerney through my sister.

The entertainment industry allows abuse to flourish and allows abusers to hide behind fancy titles and big credits.

I watched again and again, as reporters asked President Trump news related questions, and repeatedly rephrased their questions, in hopes of receiving anything close to a credible answer. As he continued to discredit the press by telling them their questions weren’t “nice,” I felt more and more as if I was living in some bizarro universe where the President is actually a huge baby.