Usually people have high hopes whenever a new year dawns. New year brings hopes and dreams. Let’s talk about the real hopes and dreams of the men and women who always express a certain hope at this time - more so the women.
Je suis Charlie?
Well, not quite. I really am not Charlie Hebdo.
Nothing - no cartoon, no book, no song – justifies the kind of shooting rampage that happened in Paris. As Hassen Chalghoumi, the imam of Drancy mosque in Paris says, “These are criminals, barbarians. They have sold their souls to hell.”
At age 19, I was a sophomore in journalism at the University of Minnesota and member of Students for Civil Rights. I joined the roughly 25,000 others who bused to Selma to join the last part of the march, two weeks after Dr. King led the first and bravest group into bloody confrontation on the Edmund Petus Bridge.
Now that the campaign dust has settled and the political season is over, I wish to express my very deep appreciation to you, the Publishers, and your Editorial Boards, Editors, Managers and Staffs of the fourteen Black-owned newspapers with whom we in the VoteNoOn2 Campaign were so pleased to work.