A group of suffragists gathering at White House, holding slogans

Suffragette, T-Shirtgate, and a Taylor Swift Tweet: Breaking Down the Historical Problem of White Lady Feminism

Portrait of Gwendolyn Brooks, smiling, next to the words "My Dreams, My Works," in blue handwriting.

Jessie Mitchell’s Mother

Two protesters at Washington DC Justice for All Rally. Poster reading "at what age does a black child realize he's scary?"

Surviving While Black in America: A Review of Ta-Nehisi Coates’s Between the World and Me

Picture of a classroom with light yellow war

Teaching Sexuality, Gender, and Race in Middle School

Police Brutality, Mental Illness, and Race in the Age of Mass Incarceration

I Was a Bystander in a Police Shooting: What It Taught Me about Police Violence, Memory, and Public Trust

Clio Reads: A Review of Feminism Unfinished

Portrait of Gwendolyn Brooks, smiling, next to the words "My Dreams, My Works," in blue handwriting.

Adventures in the Archives: The First Time

“This is our Freedom Summer”:  My Reflections on #FergusonOctober

By Austin McCoy

My decision to participate in Ferguson October was spur of the moment. I did not plan to attend, but my partner and her roommate convinced me to go. My interconnected multiple selves — black man, job-seeking graduate student, and activist committed to social justice — waged a battle for my conscience and time. My multiple deadlines and obligations as a graduate student made such a trip inconvenient. Yet, I recalled my reaction to the George Zimmerman verdict. I remembered crying to express my helplessness and grief. I told myself that night, I would not be caught on the sidelines in the fight for racial justice again. I promised that I would do anything in my power to be present the next time, because, unfortunately, I knew there would be a next time.

A Letter and the Legacy of “Not White” in the USA

By Adam Turner

With the events of the past months, and as Austin McCoy discussed here on Nursing Clio last week, it should be clear that white privilege is still alive and well in the United States. Despite the optimism following President Obama’s election six years ago, and the Republican Party’s tweets, we do not yet live in a society where the color of your skin doesn’t matter. To make matters worse, while the discussion should be about how best to fix the problems of racial injustice and economic oppression in the United States, substantial numbers of people refuse to even accept that it’s a problem. They prefer to believe that those who suffer from systemic poverty, police violence, and a biased justice system get only what they’ve earned by being lazy, or breaking the law, or acting badly.