Brothers Are Loving Each Other But Where’s The Love For Sisters?


Brothers seem quick to hug shit out these days. Whether it’s LeBron, Young Thug, Birdman or Michael B. Jordan- physical affection among young black men is on the rise. That’s not a bad thing. There has been a longstanding stigma associated with masculinity and affection especially when black men are involved.

Brothers hug

We have all heard it. Men don’t cry. Men don’t show emotions and men, certainly, don’t allow other men to get close to them. I guess congratulations are in order. Brothers are getting a clue. After watching black women celebrate, love and comfort one another, black men have decided to get on the black love bus.

“Well alright, you squares!

Younger generations seem to be a little more progressive with the likes of Young Thug and Rae Smurf, Smurder, Smyrna… whatever (I’m old and that negro has waaaaaaaaay too many letters in his damn name).  They’re no holds barred with their “Bae” declarations to their homies. Selfies are abundant. Grand statements are being presented on magazine covers and all of that is awesome.

No. Really, it is.  All bullshit aside.

Brothers 1

*scratching my head and blinking incessantly* Sooooooooo….yeah all that’s fine and dandy but errrr uuuum…These young brothers must have missed the memo on loving sisters in the same way.

Of course, I’m not talking back pats and head slaps. I’m speaking, specifically, to the tenderness, loyalty and reverence that a bro code warrants for another brother. Can we get some of that? Black women aren’t begging for it.  We’re asking for the same understanding and patience, that you so easily give to your homeboys,  to be applied to the sisters that support and love you.

Will you rise up the challenge?


K. Araújo, a native Detroiter, is a cross between Claire Huxtable, Rosie Pérez and Millie Jackson. Widow, bruja, Oni Yemaya, palera,  professional dragger of filth and Mami to the dopest Ethiopian EVER, she is the Editor in Chief of “Negra With Tumbao”, Staff Writer for “The Urban Twist” and a freelance contributor for major publications like The Root, VSB, Huffington Post, My Brown Baby and The Glow Up.

​Keka has been known to shake what her mama gave her, is the hell and high water, an expert salsera and cussologist with a penchant for the finer things in life and is and forever shall be- unapologetically black.