Caster Semenya, White Supremacy, and the Curious Black Body

For as long as Semenya has been on the world track scene her athletic performances and, ultimately, her gender have been called into question. The science (or pseudo-science) of gender and athletics has been well documented, especially in regards to Semenya’s case. Semenya herself has never confirmed anything involving her gender beyond “I am Mokgedi Caster Semenya. I am a woman and I am fast.” Despite this, questions about Semenya’s gender have run amok

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Analog Lover in a Digital Age

Following the break up most of my friends and family suggested that I not think about dating right away, that I needed time to focus on myself. In hindsight, they were probably right. I was and still am processing my feelings about my marriage. I was mostly underemployed as I was grabbing whatever freelance work available while trying to find a regular job that paid anything worth walking out the door for, and I still had a son who needed daddy’s attention.

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We Need More Resilient Children

I was roughly two years old when Etan Patz disappeared, making me a member of what I believe was the last generation of truly independent children. Even while growing up in the Bronx during the crack epidemic and the violence that ensued, the children on my block were encouraged (and sometimes forced) to play outside. We played classic street games like freeze tag, Red Rover and taps, and invented some of our own, such as Hot Peas and Butter. In the summers, my friends and I would venture the mile or so walk to the local elementary school for free lunch. No one looked for us as long as we got home before the street lights came on. Etan was still an aberration even as missing children began to appear on milk cartons.

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