The Potty Mouth Granny

  • Not All Water Is Innocent

    As a Chicagoan, I despise the Chicago River. To me, it’s a filthy cesspool with a long memory. I’m convinced there are still bodies down there from the Prohibition era, secrets wrapped in bones and silence. Meanwhile, people hop on boat tours every summer, skinning and grinning like the water didn’t just finish whispering threats.…

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  • Social Construction of Race

    One of the least known facts about the concept of race is that that it is a socially constructed ideology. Race and subsequent racism was created by White Europeans and Americans in order to justify the enslavement of millions of people for profit and the stealing of lands inhabited by indigenous peoples. When people feel…

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  • An Analysis of Betty Friedan’s The Problem That Has No Name

    In an excerpt from her book, “The Feminine Mystique”, Betty Friedan defines women’s unhappiness during the Fifties as ”the problem that has no name.” She identifies “the problem that has no name” as upper-middle class suburban White women experiencing dissatisfaction with their lives and an inarticulated longing for something else beside their housewifely duties. She…

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  • Life Decisions….

    On November 10, I had another seizure. I hadn’t had a seizure since March 1, 2021 and this time, it happened at work. I had just come back from lunch and was sitting at my desk and bam! All I remember is getting guided downstairs to the ambulance and taken to the hospital. I got…

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  • Music is the Answer

    I’ve always been of the belief that music is food for the soul. Music nurtures your spirit, soothes your mind when you are feeling low, makes your heart sing with joy, and shake your ass with glee. But just like processed foods are not good for your body, trash music is not good for your…

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  • Grief is a Weird Thing

    Two years has passed since my brother died, and I’ve experienced a multiple of emotions ranging from the deepest despair to raging anger and anxiety. But lately, I feel myself turning into someone who doesn’t give a fuck about too much of anything. I mean I love my children, grandchild, and my future grandchild to…

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  • Reclaiming Joy in Your Life

    I majored in sociology in college because it made sense after reading the first paragraph of the textbook I had been assigned. I had been a sociologist my entire life but didn’t know it. When I was a little girl, I used to go to work with my mother during summer vacations and we would…

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  • Bye Bye Miss Betty

    Today the world was shocked and saddened by the death of actress Betty White who was loved by all. She was an integral part of my childhood experience because I’m a total television junkie and I literally grew up watching her. Her career spanned over 70 years and she was the living definition of The…

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  • Madonna – My Boo

    I’ve loved the musical artist and cultural icon Madonna from the moment she burst upon the scene. It was in 1983 and her song “Holiday” was being played on radio stations everywhere. On January 14, she made her national debut on American Bandstand, a staple in households across the country and she was so cool…

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  • The New Dirty Word – Feminism

    Before I joined the social media, I used to read articles from the website Salon.com and debate folks in the now defunct comment section. At one time, Salon had a website named Open Salon for the readers who were writers and yours truly won Editors Choice a few times. But I’m digressing as usual so…

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