Twenty years or so ago, I tried to write a book about multiracial identity and media called Mixed Messages. For a variety of reasons, the book never happened. But one piece of the project did wind up in print as a journal article on Eminem . . . and there …
In a better world, this conference would be taking place in person, and I would probably already be somewhere in England, trying in vain to avoid the more mawkish moments of memorializing and mourning over QEII, resetting my body clock (also probably in vain) by six hours, and soaking up …