Racism is alive, well, and never takes a sick day. This past weekend at a friend's brunch party, I received a stark reminder of racism's perfect attendance record in the times we live in today.
My friends, who live in Chicago's Lakeview neighborhood, hosted a brunch party on Saturday. The premise behind our semi-annual brunch parties is to offer a safe space for fellow like-minded gay, Black men. Everyone looks forward to them because well... it's day drinking and of course, a great opportunity to catch up with everyone, their projects, current tea, or get it to the latest dance trend. But real talk, it's just comforting to hang out without worrying about a white person popping off at the mouth about race. But that's exactly what happened at this month's brunch party.