The Musings of a Latte Queen: Narratives of Everyday Life

 My oldest son and I were up early this second day of Kwanzaa. I am already an early riser and so is he. He is visiting from Missouri for the holidays and was getting all this gear packed. Both of us missed to family message that his flight had been cancelled. So we were blissfully going down our checklist, secretly happy that we had the day planned out with plenty of time to drive from Connecticut to New York for his would've been evening flight. "Your flight has been cancelled and the earliest day is January 2nd." Now for me, I smiled a bit and hugged him, thankful that he is an entrepreneur with his own custom sneaker design and restoration business. He is his own boss. "Thanks, Mama." And in the next minute, "I need to call my partners." He and two of his business partners have a unique business in the Kansas City Metro Area that compliments their target audience - studio work, tattoo, custom sneakers. We both smiled for a minute and just like that...

 If you've been a bit like me and spent anytime at all in the world of Instagram, you know there is something amiss. The Harper Collins Union has been striking since what feels like the entire holiday season, since November, I believe. These are the publishers folks who, we writers depend on to get our words into a semblance of a book for that coveted space on a store shelf. The agents, the editors, the assistants, all the people behind the scenes who make it work. Just as I was absorbing that news and supporting the strike while also supporting the AfroDiasporan authors whose works is on a Harper Collins Imprint, I looked up and the New York Times workers and staff are on strike. What is going on in these information streets? Harper Collins and the New York Times and now even Starbucks is on strike as well as some workers in the south, are all related to the ways giant corporations have confiscated power and put a chokehold on life. They realized what some of the earliest folks in...