Dagmar and Donata

Submitted by Carlos Quinto on Tue, 23/10/2018 - 23:00

Maria Feodorovna (Dagmar of Sweden), Empress of RussiaTime transcending similarities, in appearance, manners and socio-cultural attitudes. Are the attitudes expressly passed on, or are they inherited via psychic osmosis? You be the judgeDonata of Mecklenburg

The Eyes at Sanxingdui

Submitted by afrocentric on Mon, 09/07/2018 - 15:00
Jamelia and Sanxingdui Sculpture

Some time ago I learned about an archaelogical site in China near a town called Sanxingdui which was discovered in the 1920s. Apparently the composition of the metals and some of metallurgical techniques used in some bronze and gold sculptures there linked them to civilizations further west in Egypt and Turkey, unexpected link given how old it was.

My Girl Parvati - Part 4: Musical Interlude - Where R & B Artistes Give Lessons on Self-Expression and Emoting

Submitted by rchurch on Fri, 20/04/2018 - 20:13

Jill ScottFantasiaHere a few videos I to teach my Goddess Parvati a few things about self-expression and handling difficult emotions. It seems the Gods are not too good at that.
Did I tell you I have a whole page dedicated to Fantasia? I am not that much into the contemporary R & B scene, but I came across Fantasia and I was smitten.

My Girl Parvati - Part 3: The Stories

Submitted by rchurch on Fri, 20/04/2018 - 20:12
Thumbnail - Wande AlugoThumbnail - Cas JeromeIt took all the strength I had not to fall apart
Kept trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart
And I spent oh so many nights just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry, but now I hold my head up high ...

Here are some of the stories told by women about their experiences with taunting and rejection on account of their complexions.

My Girl Parvati - Part 2: Gloria Gaynor and the rewriting of a Hindu myth

Submitted by rchurch on Fri, 20/04/2018 - 20:11

I've been watching some videos about the colorism woes of both African and Indian women on Youtube, and although I can see how they have been made to feel and in some cases still feel, I have been bemused by some of them because I cannot possibly see how some of them actually believed they were not beautiful just because their relatives told them so, and were hurting because of it.

Although sometimes I get a sense of pain they've been through I can't say I have ever felt their pain until I remembered the case of "my girl Parvati".

My Girl Parvati - Part 1: On being taunted "Blackie"

Submitted by rchurch on Fri, 20/04/2018 - 20:10

One day, the great lord Śiva tossed his arm around the neck of the daughter of the mountain, the Goddess, and spoke in jest to her in order to bring about a particular act of asceticism. Now, Śarva had a pale body, made particularly pale because of the crescent moon upon him, while the Goddess gleamed with skin like the petal of a blue lotus at night. Śarva said, ‘Your slender body, shining darkly upon my white body, looks like a black female serpent coiled around a white sandalwood tree. You look like a dark night touched by the light of the moon, like the night during the dark half of the lunar month; indeed, you offend my sight.’

Jeez!! These "African" women think so much alike its not even funny!!

Submitted by afrocentric on Wed, 28/03/2018 - 18:35

Although the doctor is Tamil, she could be quoting an Akan woman word for word.

James Baldwin had some observation as to why men are so unwilling to play ball with their wives on account of their maternal attachments. I guess being gay he would know. I have to dredge it up and quote it here.

Hairstyles, Self Assurance and Deep Composure Within the Aristocracy

Submitted by rchurch on Thu, 01/03/2018 - 16:48

My Most Gracious Queen, Elizabeth, it has come to my attention that lots of our women display so much hair related security, and this is even more worrying when said women are of noble and aristocratic background.The latest on this list, I am sad to say, is none other than our future granddaughter-in-law, Meghan.
In one of her recent public appearances, the young lady was raising her hand to her face and tossing her head as though her very life dependent on it and I couldn't understand why.