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William C. Anderson

Southern organizer based in Brooklyn, NY
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Why I Will Never Be 'Ready for Hillary'

William C. Anderson on March 31, 2014

If you have kept up with the US political cycle, you noticed potential prospects for the next President touted after President Barack Obama’s re-election. Elizabeth Warren, Marco Rubio, and Chris Christie are familiar names for many of us – even...

Jeh Johnson, Changing the Hue Of Hegemony

William C. Anderson on November 01, 2013

On October 18th I watched in awe as a progressive Democrat, the nephew of a Tuskegee airman and alumni of Morehouse – a traditionally Black university – addressed the nation. He was fellow Black man I remembered well, because he’d...

Post Miley Cyrus Era, A Black Man Giving Up Colorblind Feminism

William C. Anderson on October 21, 2013

I learn more reading what feminist women of color write on Twitter than I feel I could learn in many gender studies college courses. Firestorms of conversation are happening around feminism and race. And for many of us men who...

Chris Brown, Jezebel, and Getting Rape Wrong

William C. Anderson on October 08, 2013

We’ve come a long way on certain issues relating to gender, sexuality, and assault. But some things take longer than others. We specifically still have trouble accepting that boys and men are sometimes the survivors of sexual assault. At best,...

The Greatest Corporate Attack You’ve Never Heard Of

William C. Anderson and Natalie Yoon on September 25, 2013

There is something big coming our way. It’s called the Trans-Pacific Partnership (TPP). It’s a trade deal that dwarfs the North American Free Trade Agreement (NAFTA), set to conclude as early as the end of the year.  TPP has been...

Saggin and the Assault on Appearance

William C. Anderson on July 12, 2013

I clearly remember a cold and windy night in Washington, D.C. A friend reached out to me to see if I wanted to go with her to hear some spoken word poetry. I walked into a building on the legendary...