“I mourn being someone who was known for her work and not by the harm that was inflicted on her by a serial predator. I’m just reduced to “Russell Simmons’s rape accuser,” and that is yet another act of violence. Erasure is violent.”
The double-bind of being Black and an immigrant in working-class predominantly Black neighborhoods places you at an added risk of being churned through both the criminal and immigration court system without much of an escape route. Despite this, immigrants continue to fight for the future they believe Blacks in America deserve.
Months after his untimely death, the music of Brooklyn’s beloved drill phenom soundtracks his city’s unrest.
The Breakfast Club continues to adhere to a golden rule: information and accessibility may be a benefit of their now-prominent platform, but it is only secondary to entertainment at all costs.
After a rocky road to release, Kirby Dick and Amy Ziering’s ambitious documentary takes on both the allegations against Russell Simmons and the problem of sexual assault in hip-hop.
Eradicating the most visible oppressors is only the first step. But as Samuel Beckett wrote, “Ever Tried. Ever Failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.”
The figures have been parsed through ad-nauseam in recent years, proving the failure of the program to successfully meet its stated objectives throughout Bloomberg’s mayoral tenure. An exegesis of the program, however, will show that it was actually quite successful, and worked exactly as designed. With every stop, New York’s gilded class was able to imprint a painful reminder that no matter how hard you may fight, the city does not — and will never — actually belong to you.
Rest in peace to Pop Smoke, Canarsie’s homegrown royalty.
The NYC drill firebrand has the whole city behind him, and he’s just getting started.
Growing up black and undocumented in a heavily policed neighborhood is often a ticket to the prison-to-deportation pipeline.