It’s Hard to Just Exist Right Now

As a black man, living in America in 2020, it’s grueling to be hit back to back to back with numerous innocent, unjust murders. Armaud Arbery, Breonna Taylor, George Floyd, Tony McDade, Sean Reed – all of these come through at a time where we’re all adjusting to a new way of living thanks to COVID-19. Being a black man who sees these things happen almost routinely within America, it hurts each time. But this time is something different.

When Freddie Gray had died, it hurt me because it was near me. It was in Baltimore, I probably know someone who knows him or knows the cops involved. I was militant then, I went to protests, I donated to funds, I called for action, charges, police reform. At some point, between then and now, I’ve become entirely numb to the reality I have to live in. I see the news reports of a new black person being gunned down by police and my first thought is “what harmless action will they pin against them as being aggressive?” I wonder what action would make a police officer think that the best response is “this person has to die” and then live …

Not A Lot of Me Around Me

I’ve been a writer for a decent amount of time. Be it personally, professionally, or anything in between, writing is what I do. It’s more than a passion for me, it’s a way to not only express myself, but also make sure that all of my thoughts are collected, information is passed on, and everything is set in stone in a nice and organized fashion. When it comes to tech writing, tech journalism, I enjoy the ability to know a company did thing x and how it relates to thing y or thing z they had mentioned in 1980. Knowing the possibilities new tech can have on the future, talking about it, explaining it – I love it all. The same goes for games, but that’s a more gritty topic (basically why Nintendo is king and always will be) that I’ll talk about some other time. However, with a dramatic shift from me making sites, owning them myself, and publishing my own articles, to me looking for jobs in the field, it hits like a truck to look at staff lists and see either no people of color, few people of color, or just a sea of white men. Having …

Long Overdue – Culture Milk

There Was Light

Culture Milk is my baby. From the start, it was always seen as a place to do things “my way” even if it required the help and graciousness of people around me. Things were done for free, relationships were made, but a lot of the behind-the-scenes things were less than ideal. Some of the lessons I’ve learned from the site, the people, and even years after being retrospectively introspective, force me to believe Culture Milk is the single most pivotal thing to ever help me in an online world surrounded by tech.

It all stated with a dream my friend Rickie had. In his dream, he kept it simple saying he had dreamt that me and another friend of ours, Nate, had created a site that was designed by him. The very next second was me telling this same dream to Nate, and him saying “let’s do it!” In that moment, I started trying to piece things together and figure out who would do what, what the purpose of our site would be, and how everything would play out. A little while later, I had an idea for what it all was and would be.

The …

The Switch Lite is Just Fine

The Switch Lite, like all Nintendo’s downgrade-revisions before it, is a perfectly fine addition to the current landscape of Nintendo gaming that we have. It’s not that far off from what we’ve seen in the past with the 2DS (even the 2DS XL), Gameboy Micro, DSi, and even the Wii Mini that sold for a short while. The fervor over it seems unjustified, but as with gaming in 2019, it’s expected.

Nintendo announced the Switch Lite on July 10, 2019 and with the announcement came scrutiny over how Nintendo did not simply make a Switch that has built-in joycons and somehow retains all its other features. The biggest differences between the two is that the Switch Lite does not have TV or tabletop modes, no HD rumble or IR sensor, is not compatible with LABO kits, and lacks the ability to change the joycon controllers. There are other smaller differences that ultimately tie back to the aforementioned changes, but, in a nutshell, those are the major changes. Gamers were not pleased with this – not at all.

Personally, I hate reading articles that simply utilize words like “entitled” to define someone’s characteristics and how their opinions and voice are guided …

You Don’t Define Blackness

Often, throughout almost every black person’s life, they will be told at some point that something they do is “white” or not “how black people” would do things. Throughout society in 2019, we can more or less universally agree that this premise holds no weight anymore. The idea of you being black or not has nothing to do with the things you enjoy or the ideas that you put forth – sometimes. Tech, however, gives you a different plate to deal with. In jobs, your opinion is utilized to make sure that your employer can cover the “black demographic.” Between your coworkers, things you suggest or contribute to add a level of “cool.” Even on online platforms, you must fit a narrative that what you’re doing is either hood and black or dorky and black – no in-between.

Talking about the internet and how it treats racial identity is tricky, if not foolish. The internet is not a mass of single-thought humans, nor is one place on the internet a hivemind of thought. There are people of all different kinds of backgrounds, mentalities, creeds all across the internet. All of that, in itself, is good. Objectively good. The problem arises …

Tech Around Me

Ever since getting my first Mac, I’ve always felt a sense of “difference” between myself and everyone I’d talk to. Back then, people would gather on IRC channels with the only sign of relatability between me and them being that we had chosen an Apple computer over the various amounts of other. Occasionally, we’d all talk about the new iPhones that were announced, the new OS updates, how certain apps looked promising, even themeing our systems – it was all great. I even feel a sense of nostalgia simply sitting here typing about it and remembering the moments that seem so lost as everyone has moved on with their lives. However, there’s always been a feeling of separation – at least for me – that I regret for allowing myself to feel and “fall victim” to.

It’s nothing heinous or dastardly – it’s simply that my race failed to mean anything in these moments. Not that I was seen as “the black guy” or that I was treated any differently, but that things were inherently different, odd, or simply misunderstood whenever conversations outside of tech were to take place. Meaning, my blackness and the culture therein would be something that …