The Duality of Kamala Harris and Fat Love in The Fenty Show

I think the only thing that circulated on the internet more than Mike Pence's pet fly from the Vice Presidential Debate was Kamala Harris's facial expressions. 

Black women understood very well what her faces meant and how she had to compose herself out of fear of being labeled an ABW, "an "angry, black woman". 

We understood when Harris had to put her foot down so a white man would understand that it was her time to speak and she was not to be interrupted.

This all resonated with us because Kamala is a black woman. 

And therein lies the duality of Sen. Kamal Harris. We can recognize that she is a black woman and will thus go through this election facing not just sexism, but racism as well. Plights of a black woman. But we can also recognize that she is no friend to the black community. 

Senator Harris served as California's Attorney General from 2011 to 2017. 

She was the San Francisco district attorney from 2004 to 2011.

During Harris's 6 years as AG, 18 people were killed by police in San Francisco.

Her constituents routinely called for her to intervene in these cases, to no avail.

As a prosecutor, Harris oversaw more than 1,900 cannabis-related convictions in San Francisco.

After this track record, she the nerve to claim to smoke weed while listening to Tupac and Snoop in the 90s on The Breakfast Club.

All this serves as a reminder that Kamala Harris is no friend to the black community, despite being a black woman who will be seen through the white male gaze during her run for VP. 

Mass Shooting, Keep Protesters out of it, and Impostor Syndrome

 A mass shooting left 2 people dead and 14 other injured early Saturday morning in Rochester. 

A tragic event that happens in the midst of major social unrest. 

For the last 2 and a half weeks, protesters have been calling for justice for Daniel Prude. 

Prude was killed by Rochester Police Officers back in March. 

Protesters do NOT have to answer for the violence last night. They are not responsible for that and shouldn't be asked about it. 

Balck on Balck crime doesn't exist and we need fundamental changes to truly stop such senseless violence. Instead of looking for protesters to speak up on this, (which many have already done because it's terrible and sad and they are human beings) help spread the word of what could really prevent things like this from happening: a better education system, an end to hunger and poverty, and defunding the police to then fund social services needed to provide necessary resources for the community. If that's not what you're fighting for take several seats. 

To hear more of what I had to say on all of this including my bouts with imposter syndrome click this link ---->>>Saturday morning show

I can still be fat and be proud of my body

I woke up earlier than usual today. 

I couldn’t fall back asleep so I did what any self-respecting 23-year-old would do:
scrolled through social media. 

During my scroll, I saw an ad for an app that helps you track weight loss.
It helps you track water intake, calories, your steps and it gives at-home workouts. 

It seemed easy to use so I downloaded it and it’s cool so far.
I’m just wondering how long it has before I send it to the app graveyard.
I have downloaded countless apps that are supposed to help you on your journey,
but none of them stuck. So we’ll see. I do know that it made me start to think about my life and body.

I’ve struggled with my weight for as long as I can remember. 

As a kid, my mom took me to a nutritionist. 

I don’t remember going more than twice, but I do remember feeling ashamed. 

I was in the 3rd grade and weighed 120 lbs. 

I remember working really hard-- losing two lbs and giving up.

I kept thinking “All of that work? For what?”

As I got older-- I got bigger. 

I ate what I wanted and didn’t really care to be honest. 

I played sports like volleyball and tennis to stay active.

I was big-- but I wasn’t THAT big I would tell myself. 

I would think “As long as I never get THAT big, I’ll be okay.”

Now that I am 23 and I am THAT big, I realize how destructive those thoughts were.

How I looked down at larger fats and held myself on a different scale (pun intended). 

Now that I am 23 and I am what I didn’t want to be-- I am struggling to love myself.

Not because I am this big, but because of how I thought of my body and big bodies in general.

That I can’t be happy if I’m that big. That I can’t be happy if I don’t weigh less than 150 lbs. 

And the thing is it isn’t the weight that bothers me. It isn’t that number on the scale.
It’s that I can’t walk the block anymore without my back hurting or needing a break. 

What younger me didn’t realize is that it’s not about the numbers at all, but how you feel.
It’s loving yourself despite what you are told.

That although you are overweight/obese-- you are still worth loving. 

So my goal isn’t to lose weight. It’s to feel better. It’s to find a new outlet,
a new focus when it comes to my body. It’s paying attention to what I put into it.

If at the end of this I was still over 300 lbs, I won’t be disappointed in the journey. 

My goal is to know I am doing my best and giving my body the attention it deserves. 

I can still be fat and be proud of my body.

Mental Health During Quarantine

Self-care, ethical non-monogamy, and Covid-19 with Donyell the Massage Therapist

Dealing with life in the wake of Covid-19 has been tough. It seems like a normal life is gone for the moment and we will have to make do with staying home and having fun in different ways.
Don't forget to practice self-care.

I spoke with a local massage therapist, Donyell, about how she is practicing self-care and what she is doing for income after her place of work closed.
We also speak on polyamory; how to navigate the love style and what we can do to be better in those relationships.

Take listen below and every Saturday at 10 a.m. on WXIR.