By Imani Brammer
Like everyone, I recently read an article written by writer Zipporah Gene, asking Black Americans who proudly wear mimicked tribal marks, bright kente cloths and elaborate dashikis to stop appropriating African culture.
As a first generation Black American of Jamaican descent, the topic puzzles me, mostly because there are two sides to the heart of my opinion. However, for the sake of sensitive human beings, I’ll start with the first half of my sentiments, the one most likely to be applauded. Then slowly, I’ll ease you into the second half. Please equip yourself with a grain of salt. It may come in handy.
I was taught to indulge in self-love at a young age.