The Potty Mouth Granny

  • The Sociology of Death

    I’ve been obsessed with death since I was a little girl. Not in a gothic-novel way. Not in a let me scare you way. In a quiet, watchful way—like a child sitting on the edge of the bed, listening for the sound of the world ending. My grandmother believed Jesus Christ was coming back in…

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  • Cheering the Boots That’s Still Kicking Our Asses

    The USA is home to Black people cheering on SS Brownshirts and censorship—and that sentence should rattle the teeth. We are watching a grim magic trick in real time: history in a cheap disguise, hoping nobody recognizes the smell. The Sturmabteilung once strutted through Germany claiming order, purity, and national pride, while quietly laying the…

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  • When Your Soul Is Weary

    I’m standing at the window, watching the snow come down—white, fluffy, quiet like it’s trying to behave. It looks like a postcard. Like peace. Like childhood laughter and cocoa commercials and lies. And I hate it. Snow is beautiful in the way a coffin is polished. Clean. Cold. Final. People talk about winter like it’s…

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  • Power of the Ancestors

    Remember when I moved twice in 2023? Lord, my life was a real-estate soap opera that year. But that first apartment? That one earned a reputation. Anthony and India swore the place was haunted. Not “maybe a weird noise” haunted. Full-on somebody-died-in-here-and-never-left haunted. India even christened it The Bates Hotel, and once she said it,…

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  • Emotional Illiteracy

    I used to think most people are stupid because they lack empathy. But are they really stupid or just clueless? That thought came from a hard-earned place. I’ve always been able to have empathy for others and when you’ve spent years watching loss, watching people disappear, watching grief carve hollows in real lives, you start…

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  • Black Trump Supporters

    The sociological aspect of Black Trump supporters is fascinating. Some genuinely believe that aligning themselves with white supremacy—the ideological backbone of this administration—will earn them acceptance, protection, or proximity to power. A seat at a table that was never built for them. What they don’t seem to grasp is that in systems built on racial…

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  • Finding My Voice

    I learned that I had a gift for writing in college, but I never took it seriously because I thought anyone who was a prolific reader would automatically be a good writer. I didn’t realize then that loving books and shaping sentences are two different kinds of magic. One is absorption; the other is creation.…

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  • Too Old for the Market, Too Young to Stop Fighting

    Sometimes I want to beat my own ass for not being financially secure at my vast age. It takes a lot of restraint not to crawl into that gutter called bitterness. I understand the people who live there. I really do. You follow the blueprint. Do everything society tells you you’re supposed to do to…

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  • Fear and Loathing of a Social Science

    Dedicated to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., a fellow sociologist I had no idea my college major sociology was held in such contempt until I joined social media. Suddenly everybody had opinions about sociology, most of them loud, wrong, and proudly under-researched. I just blinked like, damn, y’all really are dumb. Yeah, that was pretty…

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  • What’s Wrong With People in 2026?

    Social media didn’t create the mess—it weaponized it. It rewards attention, not wisdom. Rage spreads faster than insight. Performative morality gets more likes than actual integrity. People start living for reaction instead of reflection. The self becomes a product. Empathy becomes optional.

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