Kuba Shand-Baptiste

Spare me the patronising reminders of what I could have spent it on. If you can afford it, some experiences are worth the spend

Fierce criticism around this, and any ‘job’ he insincerely turns his hand to, misses how intentionally ridiculous his exploits are

The Poppy Appeal has become wrapped up in a spectacle that, to me, seems to grow nastier each year

Walter Rodney was murdered by Guyana’s government in 1980. As a new film about his life premieres in London, i speaks to his widow Patricia about her husband and her own dedication to the global working class struggle

It’s not clear what will happen next with this case, but it will get uglier if people continue to be swayed by reckless coverage on social media

I’m probably still on the over-the-top side of things to the average person, but my days of losing sleep over the Renaissance singer are firmly behind me

Patronising coverage about the impending dominance of terms like ‘ting’ and ‘mandem’ show how divided the country still is

It’s easy to button-push if you have an unscrupulous, yet charismatic troublemaker as the focus of your show. Without one, you need a different USP

Since the 1970s news organisations have generalised the experiences of minority communities, could new terminology change that?

For as long as the United Kingdom has avoided and then reluctantly struggled its way through an overdue discourse about the inner workings of racism, the communities who experience it have been fighting a dual battle: convincing white people it exists and attempting to gut ourselves of the cancerous influence it has on us when that racism is internalised

Read Kuba Shand-Baptiste’s brilliant, mouthwatering essay ahead of the release of ‘Loud Black Girls: Twenty Black Women Writers Ask, What’s Next?’