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Kamala Harris Sitting Out Leaves a Dangerous Void in Democratic National Leadership

Kamala Harris’ decision not to run for governor of California in 2026 may seem like a personal choice—but it exposes a deeper crisis in the Democratic Party. At a time when national leadership is fractured and voter confidence is eroding, one of the party’s most recognizable figures has opted to sit on the sidelines. The implications are larger than California—they’re national. Because Kamala’s retreat doesn’t just leave a campaign trail empty. It leaves a vacuum in a party already running on fumes.

The Democratic Party is entering uncharted territory. With President Biden out, Vice President Harris stepping back, and no clear successor stepping up, the party is leaderless at the very moment it needs direction. The 2026 midterms are fast approaching. Donald Trump is back in the White House. And the Democrats? They are struggling to find a voice—and worse, to find someone to speak with it.

Polls now show the Democratic Party with the lowest approval rating in its modern history. Trust is collapsing among working-class voters, independents, and the very coalitions that put Democrats in power just four years ago. Black voters are disillusioned. Latino and Asian voters are peeling away. Young voters are either disengaged or defecting. The base is shrinking, and the bench is missing.

Read: NYT-Bipartisan Survey Confirms: Democrats at Historic Low—And It’s No Mystery Why

Kamala Harris was once seen as the bridge—a historic figure with the potential to energize key constituencies. Flawed or not, she represented something. And now, she has chosen silence over struggle. She says she wants to support the party “in other ways.” But where? From what platform? At what cost?

Meanwhile, Donald Trump is stealing the headlines with the help of the media pushing aggressive border policy, imposing tariffs, and reshaping the economy around a populist vision that’s gaining traction even among traditional Democratic voters. Agree or disagree with his policies, like him or hate him, he has a message, a plan, and a base that’s listening. The Democrats, by contrast, have internal squabbles, vague talking points, and no standard-bearer.

This is not just a political vacuum—it’s a leadership collapse. And Kamala Harris, by stepping away from the public arena, has deepened it.

Politics abhors a vacuum. And while Democrats retreat, Trump is on offense—writing the script, defining the terms, and locking in voter loyalty. The contrast could not be clearer: one party is fighting for the future; the other is busy arguing over who should hold the mic.

There is no obligation for Kamala Harris to run for anything. But leadership is not about obligation—it’s about presence. And in this defining moment, the Democratic Party is absent.

That absence has a cost. Not just in elections—but in the future of national governance. Because if the Democrats won’t lead, someone else will. And we already know who that someone is.

In my opinion, Kamala Harris should write her book, tell all the secrets, make millions, and take care of her family. She gave at the door, played the political games, and now it’s time to sit back, cash in, and live her life. Politics moves on—but so should she.

Black Health at a Crossroads: Cancer and the Call for a Holistic Future

While the political class debates budgets and slogans, a silent crisis is claiming Black lives—one cell mutation at a time.

The American Cancer Society’s latest 2025 report drops a sobering truth: Black Americans still face the highest death rates for breast, prostate, and colorectal cancers. Not because of biology, but because of systems—systems that delay screenings, ration access, and minimize our pain. Systems that are now on the chopping block as federal Medicaid and Medicare cuts creep toward reality.

Let’s be clear: this isn’t a medical mystery. It’s an economic and political equation. The risk factors—late-stage diagnoses, food deserts, environmental toxicity, low health literacy, and poor access to early intervention—are all rooted in public neglect and failed leadership. When you close clinics, defund outreach, and send millions back into the uninsured pool, outcomes are not theoretical. They’re fatal.

Look at prostate cancer. Black men are twice as likely to die from it. And yet, the most common screening test (the PSA test) is still treated like a debate topic instead of a default for high-risk populations. Why? Because our lives are measured by budgetary line items, not outcomes. Meanwhile, colorectal cancer—once seen as a disease of the elderly—is rising fast among adults under 50. That’s your nephew, your co-worker, your barber. The new normal is younger, deadlier, and avoidable.

But here’s the deeper issue: too many of our institutions still treat Black health as a reactive, not proactive, concern. We talk “equity,” but where’s the ecosystem? Where are the HBCU-led cancer research centers, the culturally competent clinics, the community health navigators embedded in barbershops, churches, and gyms? Why aren’t we using technology—apps, text alerts, AI—to reach Black families where they are?

We don’t need more panels. We need pipelines.

Here’s what must happen:

  1. We stop waiting for political permission to save ourselves. Every Black church, barbershop, media outlet, and nonprofit must be part of a decentralized wellness infrastructure. Preventive care, real food education, stress management, and masculine wellness must be preached like scripture. We don’t have time for gatekeepers.
  2. HBCUs must return to mission. They were built to create what white institutions denied us. That includes medical infrastructure. Health innovation, community clinics, and preventive research must be core priorities. Graduating influencers while our people die young is not liberation. It’s distraction.
  3. Black celebrities and professionals must collaborate. If you can sell merch, you can sell mammograms. We need a new alliance between entertainers, athletes, doctors, and community health workers to drive health campaigns with the same energy we put into album drops and shoe releases.
  4. Black politicians must get off the sidelines. Stop chasing headlines and start holding hearings on issues that actually matter—like Black health. Where is the legislation on early cancer screening, on funding Black-run clinics, on protecting Medicaid access in our districts? If your platform is more about identity than outcome, you are part of the problem. Do your job—or step aside.

The truth is simple: cancer doesn’t care about hashtags. And budgets don’t lie.

If we don’t own the solution, we will inherit the outcome.

Let’s build a future where Black health isn’t managed. It’s mastered. Not by reacting to diagnosis—but by rewriting the diagnosis of a broken system that was never meant for us.

HBCUs Must Return to Their Original Mission—Or Black America’s Future Will Collapse

At a time when Black students are graduating in record numbers but owning less than ever, we must confront a hard truth: our educational institutions have lost their mission—and Black America is paying the price.

Historically Black Colleges and Universities (HBCUs) were never designed just to hand out degrees. They were created to train builders—men and women who could construct the economic, spiritual, and institutional backbone of a free Black society. They existed because white America locked us out of its systems—so we built our own. But somewhere along the way, the mission shifted. And with that drift, we began producing employees instead of entrepreneurs, consumers instead of creators, social climbers instead of community builders.

The majority of degrees Black students now earn are in fields like mass communications, general business, sociology, criminal justice, and psychology—fields that offer limited job security, low ownership potential, and are increasingly being disrupted by automation or corporate downsizing. These are not the trades of the future. They are the degrees of stagnation. We are not preparing our young people to own, to build, or to lead. We are preparing them to compete for jobs that are disappearing. In the age of AI, automation, and economic decentralization, this is not just short-sighted—it’s catastrophic.

Black Americans own just 2% of all businesses in the United States. We control even less of the real estate, land, supply chains, healthcare systems, media platforms, or infrastructure that shape our daily lives. We didn’t get here by accident. We got here by failing to train a generation to build. Our grandparents built businesses with nothing but grit and faith. Today, our most credentialed generation in history can’t point to a single national institution it owns or controls. That is not progress. That is a misapplication of talent.

Instead of being pipelines to sovereignty, many HBCUs have become pathways to dependency. They prepare students to get hired by the same systems that exploit our communities, not to build alternatives to them. That must change. If HBCUs want to remain relevant—and if Black America wants to survive the next economic shift—they must return to their original mission: not to produce the most graduates, but to produce the most builders.

The solution isn’t just pushing Black students into AI or finance. It’s deeper than that. We must reclaim and elevate the trades. Electricians, plumbers, HVAC techs, solar panel installers, welders, and builders—these are not fallback careers. They are foundation careers—essential to every community, and recession-resistant in a world where most white-collar jobs are being digitized or outsourced. We must fuse these trades with technology and ownership. Teach smart-home installation, solar energy systems, and infrastructure management. Help students become licensed contractors, not just project managers. Equip them to start companies, not just write résumés. We must create Black-owned land development firms, cooperative housing models, credit unions, agricultural ventures, and broadband infrastructure. And we must do this within our institutions—not in partnership with systems that never intended for us to lead.

AI will eliminate jobs. Automation will collapse industries. But it will never replace the man who can build a home, fix the grid, or own the land beneath his feet. Our ancestors built HBCUs to ensure Black survival through education. Now we must rebuild HBCUs to ensure Black sovereignty through infrastructure, trades, and ownership. If we’re not producing electricians, developers, contractors, and coders… if we’re not training engineers, land-use planners, builders, and business owners… then we are not producing a future. We’re producing dependents.

This is not about returning to the past. It’s about finishing what our ancestors started. And if our institutions won’t do it, then they must be challenged, restructured, or replaced. Because survival is no longer the goal. The goal is power. And power is built—never granted.

Tariffs Are Not the Problem — Misunderstanding Trade-Offs Is

Tariffs have long been a four-letter word in elite economic circles. We’re told they are outdated, counterproductive, and inherently harmful to the consumer. But like most narratives shaped by academic orthodoxy, the debate around tariffs is rarely about logic and almost never about outcomes. It is about emotion, ideology, and convenience. And when that’s the basis of policy, the American worker always pays the price.

Let’s start with the facts. In 2025 alone, tariff revenue under the Trump administration has exceeded $150 billion by midyear. That’s not theoretical revenue. It’s real money—collected, banked, and available for federal use without raising income taxes a single cent. So much for the claim that tariffs “don’t work.”

But to evaluate tariffs honestly, we must acknowledge what economist Thomas Sowell spent a lifetime teaching: there are no solutions, only trade-offs. The question is not whether tariffs are good or bad, but who benefits, who pays, and what is gained in the process.

Under the old system, we pursued free trade at any cost. China became the factory floor of the world, and American towns became ghost towns. Entire industries were gutted. Wages stagnated, family formation collapsed, and millions were left behind—all in exchange for cheap consumer goods. No one questioned whether that trade-off made moral or economic sense.

Now, under Trump’s tariff policy, the trade-off has shifted. Importers pay more. Certain goods—yes, particularly electronics, vehicles, and some foods—are more expensive. But in return, we gain strategic independence, revive domestic production, and force adversarial nations to the bargaining table. We are no longer subsidizing our own decline. And while the price tag is visible at the checkout line, the benefits are embedded in national strength.

The critics claim that consumers are hurt. But what they ignore is that the consumer is also the worker. And the American worker has been hurting for decades—not from tariffs, but from policies that prioritized global efficiency over national resilience. If tariffs raise the price of a flat-screen TV by $50 but help protect 500,000 jobs in industrial supply chains, is that not a rational exchange?

The real danger is not the tariff—it is failing to understand the trade-offs. Critics lament higher prices but say nothing about the price of dependence on China for medicine, semiconductors, or energy. They complain about retaliatory tariffs on soybeans but remain silent on decades of trade imbalances that enriched the CCP and hollowed out the Midwest.

Economics, as Sowell said, is about thinking beyond stage one. Tariffs are not about punishing other countries. They are about using economic tools to serve national interests. They are imperfect—but so is the myth of free trade in a world of subsidies, espionage, and geopolitical rivalry.

We do not live in an academic simulation. We live in a world of imperfect choices. In that world, tariffs are a tool—not a panacea, but a pivot. And if used wisely, they can help build an America that produces again, that negotiates from strength, and that places its citizens—not foreign diplomats or Wall Street fund managers—at the center of its economic policy.

The real question is not whether tariffs are ideal. The question is whether we have the courage to accept the trade-offs that come with national self-interest. That is a conversation worth having. And it’s long overdue.

What It All Means for Black America

For decades, Black America has stood at the center of the nation’s moral conscience but remained on the margins of its economic power. We’ve led the cultural shifts, fueled the labor force, and anchored the vote—yet when wealth moves, we’re often positioned as spectators instead of stakeholders. The economic changes taking place in 2025 present a new reality. This time, the structure of the economy is shifting—not through promises or programs, but through policy: tariffs, trade realignment, and the return of domestic industry. The only question now is whether Black America is ready to pivot with it.

Tariffs are not just taxes on goods. They are leverage. They are strategy. They are a message to the world that America is reassessing its dependencies and rebuilding from the inside out. These shifts are already reshaping the flow of capital, labor, and investment. And as the rules of the global game change, so do the opportunities—especially for those who’ve long been shut out.

This moment could mark the beginning of a new economic era for Black America—if we’re prepared to seize it.

It means we must move from being defined by consumption to being driven by production. From chasing cultural recognition to building economic capacity. From following political trends to setting the terms of engagement. It means redirecting our institutions—our churches, our nonprofits, our schools—toward enterprise development, skilled trades, and supply chain ownership.

It means investing in logistics, agriculture, real estate, construction, and small-scale manufacturing—sectors that benefit directly from this new tariff-based economy. It means identifying the industries that are reshoring and carving out a place at the table—not by asking, but by showing up with capital, strategy, and capacity.

Yes, there will be trade-offs. Higher prices in some areas. Disruption in others. But there is also opportunity—if we’re willing to think differently. This is not about whether you like Trump or oppose him. This is about recognizing that the game has changed, and sitting on the sidelines out of protest will not stop the momentum—it will just leave us behind again.

Economic power isn’t given. It’s built. And right now, America is being rebuilt. That means contracts, jobs, and ownership will shift. The only question is whether they shift to communities prepared to act—or to those waiting for someone else to deliver justice.

Black America doesn’t need permission to build. We need alignment, coordination, and clarity. The opportunities created by these trade policies will not last forever. Other communities—immigrant, rural, multinational—are already moving. We have no time to waste on distractions, internal division, or ideological purity.

The window is open. The question is not whether the system is unfair—it is and has been. The real question is whether we’re prepared to operate within the new landscape with purpose and precision.

This is not the revolution we asked for. But it might be the door we’ve been waiting to walk through. And if we don’t—others will.

The Sleep Math Your Doctor Never Told You – Why You Can Get 8 Hours & Still Wake Up Exhausted By Dr. Derek Suite, MD

Linda from White Plains thought she cracked the code. She started sleeping eight hours a night. She bought blackout curtains, skipped late-night scrolling, even protected her weekends. She did everything “right.”
But three weeks later, she still felt wrecked.

“I don’t get it,” she told me. “I’m sleeping more than ever, but I feel just as tired as when I was only getting five hours.”

That moment is when I hit her with the truth that stuns almost every patient I see: You can sleep eight hours and still wake up exhausted. Because your body doesn’t just need time in bed. It needs restorative sleep. And that’s a whole different game.

The Hidden Sleep Equation

What most people never learn is this: your brain cycles through four distinct stages of sleep every night, and only about 15 to 20 percent of that time is physically restorative. The rest? It’s important, but it won’t rebuild your brain, clear toxins, or refill your emotional tank.

Think about it like this:
– You could sleep 8 hours and get 30 minutes of real restoration.
– Or you could sleep just 6 hours and get a full 90 minutes of deep, healing sleep.

Who wakes up feeling better? Exactly.

Meet Your Brain’s Night Shift Crew

Your body runs a tight overnight operation, like a rotating construction crew. Each stage of sleep plays a role—but only one does the real heavy lifting.

– Stage 1: The Security Guard (5 minutes)
  You’re barely asleep. It’s the lightest phase, a transition zone. Any noise—your partner shifting, a car alarm—can yank you back awake.

– Stage 2: The Prep Crew (45 minutes)

This is maintenance mode. Heart rate slows, body temp drops, brain starts sorting files. You spend most of your night here.

– Stage 3: The Heavy Construction Team (20 minutes)
  This is where the magic happens. Blood pressure drops, growth hormone surges, and your brain clears toxic waste. This is your restoration zone.

– REM Sleep: The Electricians (20 minutes)
  Brain activity spikes again—almost as if you’re awake. You’re dreaming, processing emotions, wiring in new memories.

Your brain repeats this 90-minute cycle four to six times per night. So in theory, a full night’s sleep gets you around 90 to 110 minutes of Stage 3 deep sleep. That’s your goal. That’s the math.

But here’s the problem: most people never get there.

Why You’re Not Getting What You Think You’re Getting

Linda’s sleep tracker told the story. She was clocking in 8 hours, but only landing about 25 minutes of Stage 3 sleep. The rest was light and fragmented.

Why? Because her body never felt safe enough to go deep.

The Sleep of the Hypervigilant

In 25 years of practice, I’ve seen this pattern over and over—especially among caregivers, night shift workers, and high-stress professionals.

They tell me they’re sleeping. But they’re really hovering—half-awake, always on alert, listening for kids, parents, late-night work calls.

Linda nailed it when she said, “Even when I’m asleep, part of me is on guard.”

This isn’t insomnia. It’s vigilance.
And it blocks your brain from entering Stage 3.

Black Americans, in particular, are at higher risk for disrupted sleep due to environmental stress, shift work, and chronic social pressures. NIH studies show they average 6.8 hours of sleep per night, compared to 7.4 hours in other groups—and with lower sleep efficiency.

Translation: less time asleep + more fragmented sleep = health risk.

How to Tell If You’re Getting Restorative Sleep

You don’t need fancy gadgets, but data can help

– Trackers: Look for 15–20% of sleep in Stage 3. Less than 10% means your body’s not rebuilding.
– Feel test: Can you focus by 10 AM? Or are you dragging until noon?
– Dreams: Remembering dreams may mean you’re waking at a natural cycle—usually a good sign.
– Afternoon crash: A heavy 2–3 PM slump may signal fragmented sleep the night before.

Try this weekend experiment: Don’t set an alarm. Notice when you naturally wake up. That’s likely the end of a full cycle.

What Our Grandparents Already Knew

Long before scientists named these sleep stages, elders had a phrase for it: “sleeping like a baby.” They meant uninterrupted, deep sleep.

Many of my patients report that their best sleep comes after prayer or meditation. And science backs this up—spiritual practices activate your parasympathetic nervous system, the part of your body responsible for deep rest and recovery.

Think of it as your internal “brake pedal”—it slows your heart rate, lowers stress hormones, and signals to your brain that it’s safe to go deep.

Don’t Just Sleep Longer—Sleep Smarter

If you’ve only got 5 or 6 hours to sleep (hello, caregivers and night shifters), make those hours count.

– Keep a consistent sleep/wake schedule, even on weekends.
– Wind down for 30–60 minutes before bed—no screens, no chaos.
– Make your room dark, cool, and quiet (or use earplugs or white noise).
– If you sleep “with one ear open,” try tools that give you peace of mind:
  – Baby monitor, if you’re a parent.
  – Earplugs that filter out random noise but still let you hear real emergencies.

Linda started using filtered earplugs. She still heard her teens come in, but wasn’t startled by every street noise. Her deep sleep doubled within two weeks.

When to Worry

If you’ve optimized your sleep habits and still feel wiped, talk to a provider.
Sleep apnea, restless leg syndrome, and other medical conditions can rob you of deep sleep no matter how long you’re in bed.

If your doctor brushes it off with, “Just lose weight,” or “It’s just stress,”—keep pushing.
You deserve restorative sleep.

The Bottom Line

Linda’s breakthrough came when she stopped chasing hours and started chasing restoration.

“Now I know why I can sleep all weekend and still feel terrible,” she told me.
“And why a short nap sometimes feels more refreshing than a whole night of tossing and turning.”

If you’re waking up groggy after 8 hours?
That’s not laziness. That’s sleep fragmentation. Your brain never made it to the restoration zone.

Start tuning in. Your body already knows the truth.
It’s not how long you sleep.

It’s how well you rebuild.


Dr. Derek Suite is a board-certified psychiatrist, Columbia University faculty member, and founder of Full Circle Health—a holistic health practice serving New York communities since 1999. For questions about this monthly series, email info@fullcirclehealthny.com

Next in the Series:
“Sleep Disruptors: From Blue Light to Life Stress” – What’s Stealing Your Deep Sleep (and How to Take It Back)

Medical Disclaimer: This article is for educational purposes only. It does not replace medical consultation or diagnosis. Always speak with your healthcare provider if you have concerns about your sleep.

Pioneering Black Journalist John Edward Bruce Finally Receives Headstone For His Unmarked Yonkers Grave 101 Years Later

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Born enslaved shortly before the Civil War, John Edward Bruce was a pioneering Black Journalist. He is buried in Yonkers Oakland Cemetery in an unmarked grave, but thanks to RISEUP—Research Initiatives for the Strategic Empowerment of the Urban Populace, Inc., his legacy will soon be preserved with an ornate headstone that has been 101 years in the making.

Bruce was a trailblazing Black journalist, historian, writer, orator, civil rights activist, and Pan-African nationalist. He was born a slave in Maryland; as an adult, he founded numerous newspapers (co-founding the New York City Chronicle in 1877; the Yonkers Weekly Standard in 1908; and edited the Masons Quarterly in New York City) along the East Coast, as well as co-founding (with bibliophile and collector, Arthur Alfonso Schomburg) the Negro Society for Historical Research (NSHR), based in Yonkers.

The NSHR’s primary goal was to create an institute that would support scholarly efforts focused on African, West Indian, and Afro-American history. The society aimed to collect and preserve materials related to these histories, including books, manuscripts, and pamphlets. The NSHR’s work laid the foundation for what would become the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture (515 Malcolm X Blvd. in Harlem, NY). Schomburg’s vast collection of materials formed the core of the center’s initial holdings. The center is a research library of the New York Public Library and an archive repository for information on people of African descent worldwide.

In 1919, Bruce joined the Universal Negro Improvement Association (UNIA) and became a regular columnist for the UNIA’s newspapers, like The Negro World and The Daily Negro Times. The veteran journalist is widely recognized as a key figure in the Black intelligentsia who openly embraced Marcus Garvey. Bruce, significantly older than Garvey, became a trusted ally and advisor within the movement.

In 1874, at the age of 18, Bruce earned a job as a messenger for the associate editor of the New York Times’ Washington office. His duties included getting information for the next day’s paper from Massachusetts Senator Charles Sumner, a Republican who supported civil rights for African-Americans.

Despite all he accomplished, Bruce has spent more than a century in an unmarked tomb at Oakland Cemetery in Yonkers. RISEUP announced a special event to honor his legacy.

On Saturday, August 9, 2025, at 11:00 a.m., RISEUP will host a Headstone Revealing Ceremony at Oakland Cemetery in Yonkers to mark the placement of a permanent headstone for Bruce.

This event follows last year’s temporary marker placement ceremony, where Mayor Mike Spano issued an official proclamation recognizing August 11th as John Edward Bruce Day in the City of Yonkers.

Thanks to the dedication of community partners and generous donors, RISEUP successfully raised the $5,000 necessary for the headstone, which has now been completed by Minozzi and Sons, and on Friday, August 1st, at 9:30 am, we will be setting the headstone at the cemetery.

RISEUP’s Dr. Robert Baskerville (Executive Director) and Harold McKoy (Research Initiatives for the Strategic Empowerment of the Urban Populace) were interviewed by Tony Aiello, general assignment reporter for CBS New York, on Thursday. The interview took place at Minozzi & Sons and Oakland Cemetery, where they discussed our ongoing efforts to honor John Edward Bruce with a permanent headstone.

Adriana Erin Rivera Shares Excerpt of Her Book “Paloma’s Song,” Dedicated to 1898 Conquest of Puerto Rico at MV Gallery

Adriana Erin Rivera, an award-winning New Jersey-raised author of Puerto Rican descent, shared excerpts of her first book published by the Smithsonian Institute, “Paloma’s Song for Puerto Rico – A Diary from 1898,” Saturday, July 19th at Agelier Mone Art Gallery owned by Damaris Mone in Mount Vernon.

Paloma’s Song was created in collaboration with the Smithsonian Institution’s National Museum of the American Latino, Nuestras Voces shares inspiring Latino stories. It is 1898, and twelve-year-old Paloma lives in Puerto Rico with her Papi, Mami, and little brother, Jorge. They are coffee farmers, and Paloma loves the chickens and fruit trees that she helps to care for. She also loves music–the song of the coquí frogs who sing her to sleep, and the melodies from Papi’s tiple guitar. But Paloma’s world begins to change when war arrives on Puerto Rico’s shores. What will happen to their culture, the island? As Paloma and her family navigate changes they can’t control, they hold tightly to each other and hope for a better future. In diary format, the Nuestras Voces series profiles inspiring characters and honors the joys, challenges, and outcomes of Latino experiences.


Adriana’s writing has been published in Barzakh Literary Magazine, Latina Magazine, Metro New York, and Footwear News. She is also a songwriter and has written theatrical pieces that have been performed on New York City stages. A Magna Cum Laude graduate of the Fashion Institute of Technology, she holds a bachelor’s degree in Advertising and Marketing Communications.

Adriana’s middle-grade historical fiction novel, PALOMA’S SONG FOR PUERTO RICO: A DIARY FROM 1898, is a collaboration with the Smithsonian Institution’s National Museum for the American Latino. The children’s book won the Gold Medal for Best Educational Chapter Book at the 2024 International Latino Book Awards. A Spanish edition, LA CANCIÓN DE PALOMA PARA PUERTO RICO: UN DIARIO DE 1898, will be released in August 2025. Currently based in Westchester County, NY, she is a Marketing Manager at a university in New York.

For more on Adriana Erin Rivera and her books, visit her website and follow her on Facebook, Instagram, X (Twitter), YouTube, and LinkedIn

PALOMA’S SONG FOR PUERTO RICO: A DIARY FROM 1898 by Adriana Erin Rivera is available everywhere books are sold, and you can also reserve it at your local public library today!


Damaris Moné, the founder and owner of Atelier Moné, is a self-taught artist who began to create art and jewelry after a dedicated career in public service, policy making, and politics, when her life took an unexpected turn when she lost her career and was simultaneously diagnosed with breast cancer. It was during recovery that Damaris began to paint using acrylics and mixed media as part of the healing process. Since there are no rules in art, this allowed her to create without fear, using her mind’s eye. Since her childhood, she had loved drawing and wanted to be an artist. One of her earliest childhood memories is wanting to apply for art school after seeing an Art School ad in the “TV Guide”.

At Atelier Moné, expect different designs for the home, office, and one-of-a-kind pieces of Jewelry inspired by her artwork. From policy making about how to live in society to no rules in art, Damaris’ unwavering passion for the environment, her life experiences, and art are evident in her work. Atelier Moné offers open editions and eventually limited editions, with hand-painted embellishments in 2024 and one-of-a-kind jewelry pieces through her online gallery.

For more on Atelier Moné, visit the website and follow on Instagram, X (Twitter), and Facebook.

Josh Johnson’s Debut As Daily Show Host Draws Largest Audience Of Year In 18-49 Demo

Longtime Daily Show writer-turned-correspondent Josh Johnson made a splash in his hosting debut Tuesday, July 22nd, outdrawing each of the show’s other rotating hosts—and Jon Stewart—among viewers in the coveted 18–49 demo—the arena the big ad money has always called home. Johnson’s guest Tuesday night was Rob Franklin, author of the novel Great Black Hope.

“Thank you to everyone who watched my first week of hosting The Daily Show,” Josh Johnson shared on Facebook.

Josh Johnson kicks off his first day behind the host desk with possible new intel from Ghislaine Maxwell and Trump’s latest batch of Epstein distractions: a 2016 Obama conspiracy, releasing the MLK files, and even admitting that he’s not a medical marvel. Plus, you won’t believe the 100% real Epstein bombshells that Grace Kuhlenschmidt found in the MLK files.

Per Nielsen live-plus-same-day data, Johnson’s first night behind the Daily Show desk drew 590,000 total viewers, making it the most-watched non-Stewart-hosted episode of the year by total audience. But the real story was in the demo, where Johnson pulled in 226,000 viewers aged 18–49, surpassing even Stewart’s top-rated episodes in the advertiser-coveted category.

According to a report from Jed Rosenzweig of LateNighter, a website and newsletter that covers late-night television, Johnson’s Daily Show outranked each of the late-night shows we track among younger viewers on Tuesday night. It’s also the best demo performance for The Daily Show since September 10, 2024, when Stewart anchored a live post-debate episode following the Trump–Harris showdown.

“It’s my first time hosting anything on TV. Ever,” Johnson shared on Instagram the morning of his debut. “I’ve spent years writing behind the scenes, learning from truly great and talented people. Now, for three nights, I get to sit at the desk and do it myself.”

Johnson, who joined The Daily Show writing staff in 2017 and became an on-air correspondent in 2024, has been steadily building momentum off-camera and online. In addition to his sold-out national stand-up tour, Johnson has cultivated a digital following of over 4 million fans. His weekly Tuesday night YouTube sets—smart, winding comedic narratives stitched from news headlines—routinely rack up millions of views and have become required viewing for fans of sharp, story-driven satire.

Johnson, an Alexandria, Louisiana native, shared the LateNighter article on TikTok Thursday ahead of his final day of hosting, along with a message of gratitude to his fans.

Samara Cyn, a recording artist making her late-night television debut, joined Josh Johnson to discuss her new EP, “backroads.” They talk about her raw and real lyrics, why her new EP is more lighthearted than her last release, how her music touches on the “really weird” state of a world going back on immigrant, LGBTQ+, and women’s rights, and her song “hardheaded,” which tackles privilege head-on

Johnson—who has made his name as a YouTube phenomenon, gave a rock-solid performance as host all week. First-time late-night hosts are often plagued by jumpiness, discomfort in delivery, awkwardness in guest chat, and just regular inexperience—Johnson showed little to none of that.

“Thank you for showing up in such a big way this week. Every view, share, comment, and kind word meant so much to me,” Johnson said in his post.

“I didn’t know how many people were rooting for me and hosting ‘The Daily Show’ has been one of the wildest, most meaningful experiences of my career so far, and knowing that so many of you tuned in means more than I can explain.” 

Johnson covered the aftermath of revelations that Trump knew he was on the Epstein list: Pam Bondi bails on her CPAC appearance, videos connecting Epstein to Trump surface, and everyone in the MAGA-verse, from GOP lawmakers to the QAnon Shaman, wants answers.

Stewart currently hosts the show on Mondays through the end of 2025. On Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, the show is hosted by a rotating cast of comedians.

Johnson has written for “The Daily Show for the last six years and previously was a writer and performer on NBC’s “The Tonight Show,” hosted by Jimmy Fallon. He’s garnered a large group of fans throughout his stand-up comedy career and has amassed 2.2 million followers on TikTok. 

Could he be the new host of The Daily Show? It may be too early to tell, but he debut hosting ratings make him a strong candidate. As LateNiter put it, Josh Johnson’s breakout week offers a glimmer of hope for Late Night amid the swirling clouds of doom hanging over late-night television these days, both financial and political.

Aland Etienne, 46-Year-Old Devoted Black Dad Among Those Killed In Midtown Manhattan Melee

“We extend our deep condolences to the families and friends who lost loved ones tonight, including that of our own 32BJ SEIU security member Aland Etienne, a dedicated security officer who took his job duties extremely seriously,” 32BJ SEIU President Manny Pastreich said, Monday after the mass shooting.

Wesley LePatner, Didarul Islam, Julia Hyman, and Aland Etienne were the four people killed in Monday night’s horrific Midtown Manhattan Melee at 345 Park Avenue.

photo of Aland Etienne from his brother Gathmand Etienne

The unarmed security guard, Aland Etienne, a 46-year-old African American man, was identified as the third victim in the New York City mass shooting on July 28th that left four innocent people dead before the gunman took his own life, his union confirms.

Etienne was working in the lobby at 345 Park Avenue in Manhattan on Monday evening when he was shot and killed by 27-year-old Shane Devon Tamura of Las Vegas, who was apparently targeting NFL headquarters.

He spent his final moments trying to save others. Etienne, “tried to crawl to hit the button to recall the elevators so the elevators wouldn’t go to the top floors,” Deputy Mayor Kaz Daughtry said on Fox 5’s Good Day New York.

“This tragedy speaks to the sacrifice of security officers who risk their lives every day to keep New Yorkers and our buildings safe. Every time a security officer puts on their uniform, they put their lives on the line. Their contributions to our city are essential, though often unappreciated,” The 32BJ SEIU President tells Black Westchester in a statement. He adds, “Aland Etienne is a New York hero. We will remember him as such.”

Etienne is survived by his 6-year-old son, whose 7th birthday is Saturday, and doesn’t know yet that his father is dead, and an older daughter, five brothers, and a sister. His family traveled from Florida to be with Rachel Paoli, his girlfriend of eight years and mother of their son, to mourn the loss of the native Haitian.

His loved ones are now grieving in private. Etienne’s brother, Gathmand, described him as “more than a brother” in a heartfelt Facebook post and asked for prayers during this painful time.

“He was more than a brother; he was a father, a son, and the light in our lives. Our hearts are shattered, and we’re asking for your prayers and strength as we navigate this painful time.”

Etienne lived in Canarsie, Brooklyn, and worked two security jobs. After finishing a shift, he would nap briefly before heading to his next post. Co-workers said he was known for his friendly greetings and hopeful attitude. Some affectionately called him “Eli.”

Investigators suspect Tamura was trying to get to the NFL offices after shooting many individuals, including Etienne, in the building’s lobby, but unintentionally entered the wrong set of elevator banks, Mayor Eric Adams said in interviews. Police claimed Tamura had a history of mental illness, and a rambling note found on his body suggested that he had a grievance against the NFL over an allegation that he suffered a chronic traumatic encephalopathy. Only after a person has passed away may this degenerative brain disease be identified. He never played in the NFL, although he did play scholastic football in high school in California.

6 Powerful Lessons for Black Professional Men from the Shannon Sharpe Incident

The recent fallout surrounding Shannon Sharpe is not just a celebrity scandal—it’s a textbook case in how success, perception, and accountability collide, especially when you’re a high-profile Black man. Sharpe, a respected NFL Hall of Famer and sports commentator, quietly exited ESPN after settling a $50 million civil lawsuit over allegations of sexual misconduct. There were no criminal charges, and Sharpe denied wrongdoing, yet the professional consequences were swift and decisive.

This isn’t about whether he did or didn’t do what he was accused of. It’s about what this teaches every Black man who has climbed the ladder in law, business, media, sports, or academia. There are lessons here—practical ones—for those who understand that navigating success in America requires more than talent. It requires foresight, discipline, and an unflinching understanding of how the game is played.

1. Reputation Is Capital—Guard It Like Wealth

Sharpe spent decades cultivating credibility that stretched beyond sports. One lawsuit—settled, not proven—was enough to sever ties with a major media outlet. That’s the cost of perception.

Lesson: Your name is an asset. Every decision you make off-camera, off-duty, and off-the-record can either preserve or devalue that asset. Build it. Protect it. Defend it.

2. There Is No Parity in Public Grace

We’ve seen others survive worse and bounce back with endorsements intact. That’s not the reality for Black men in public life. One misstep—proven or not—can mean permanent exile.

Lesson: Stop expecting the benefit of the doubt. Institutions protect themselves first. If you’re waiting for fair treatment, you’ll be waiting long after your career ends.

3. Private Behavior Has Public Consequences

Even when a relationship is consensual, the optics and aftermath can spiral. Fame complicates intimacy. So do money, power dynamics, and unclear boundaries.

Lesson: Don’t just ask, “Is it legal?” Ask, “Is it wise?” When you reach a certain level, your personal life isn’t personal—it’s potential evidence.

4. Success Doesn’t Shield You—It Exposes You

Sharpe had influence, a loyal fan base, and corporate support. But those things don’t provide protection—they invite scrutiny. One headline, one allegation, and the empire you built becomes expendable.

Lesson: With visibility comes vulnerability. Be sharper when the lights are off than when the camera is on.

5. The People Around You Can Ruin Everything

Many downfalls start not with enemies but with those once considered close. Whether out of betrayal, resentment, or opportunism, the wrong person in your circle can bring a lawsuit, a scandal, or both.

Lesson: Be deliberate about your inner circle. Not everyone who claps for you is on your team. One bad connection can burn years of work.

6. Lack of Discipline with Women Can Cost You Everything

Shannon Sharpe’s lack of discipline in his personal relationships didn’t just lead to headlines—it cost him $50 million and a multi-year ESPN contract. Whether or not the allegations were true, the situation was avoidable. And the price was steep.

Lesson: For all the talk about systemic inequality, personal discipline still matters most. In today’s world, poor judgment with women can bankrupt your brand, end your career, and drag your legacy through the mud. Success demands control—not just on the field or on camera, but behind closed doors.

This isn’t just about Shannon Sharpe—it’s about every Black man in America who believes hard work is enough. It’s not. What we build, we must protect. Not out of fear, but out of clarity. You’re not allowed the same margin for error. Understand that, and act accordingly.