MY NEGRO PROJECT

February Second, 2022: Day 2 Charlotte says: You're allowed to be weird, Hun. Person : Charlotte Adig é ry  Media : Yin-Yang Meditation Dear Reader, How do you handle self-doubt or anxiety? Do you feel the need to excel?  How are you being measured? How am I  being measured? Do I even measure up? I've always struggled with self-doubt. For me, it manifests as a "stasis of anxiety": not being able to get out of bed, procrastination, fear, lethargy, etc...  Someone [add link to them later, if I remember] once said to me: "If only I had the confidence of a mediocre white man, think of where I'd be." I don't think non-marginalized people worry about stuff like that. I don't think I did when I was white. I was me, ineffably so. A product of only meritocratic growth. They tell you that kinda shit at Ivy League Schools. "You are the best and brightest. You are tomorrow's leaders." I call bullshit. Where did all my confidence go? Charlo...

February First, 2022: Day 1 You have to Google: "A Band Called DEATH From Detroit," or else you won't find them... Group :DEATH  Media :Can You Give Me a Thrill Dear Reader, A short one today; I came up with this project this morning at 6am, so my energy is pretty well friggin' spent. Since my teens and early 20s, I've been a big Punk Rock fan and still am to this day, despite my inability to mosh or headbang nowadays. In high school (the mid-aughts), I associated Punk Rock with Pop Punk and Emo outfit, which, in many ways, appeared to young me as excoriations of the hypocrisies and ennui of being white and living in middle and upper-middle class America. I guess youthful Ian felt like this  was why it spoke to him. " Y'all don't don't know what it's like, being male middle class and white " sorta shit. Yes, I used Ben Folds to describe Pop Punk circa 2006. Got a problem with that? Fuck you! Green Day, Fall Out Boy, Panic! At the Disco, B...

It's me... I'm tired... The Project: Dear Reader, So, as many of you may or may not know, my relationship to my Blackness is one that’s pretty complicated; I [often] pass, I didn’t identify as Black until I was an adult, and my ability to articulate the experience of American Blackness is fairly nascent, especially given my age.  Often times, I use my feeling a certain “lack of authority” on Blackness as a way to eschew talking about race in public forums; especially on social media. However, I’ve decided to do something a little different for Black History Month this year and, through highlighting and uplifting Black thinkers/artists/business people/leaders, I want to speak publicly about my personal thoughts, feelings, and experiences of being Black, catalogue my growth, and also create a record of my development; how far I've come and how far I need to go. So ya know in a month about Black “history,” let me center my biracial contemporary ass for a moment; I guess th...