Zak Cheney-Rice

Nov 8, 2023 | globaldiasporanews.com | Zak Cheney-Rice

Photo credit: DiasporaEngager (www.DiasporaEngager.com). By Zak Cheney-Rice, Intelligencer —It’s a scorching Friday in late August at Marshall’s Music and Book Store in Jackson, Mississippi, and Cornel West is causing such a logjam that no one can get in or out. “Coach!” he cries as he gives Andrew Campbell, the man coordinating the visit, a full-bodied hug. “My brother, my brother!” — that’s for Kareem Muhammad, an activist who mirrors West’s enthusiasm with a toothy smile.

Oct 28, 2023 | globaldiasporanews.com | Zak Cheney-Rice

Photo credit: DiasporaEngager (www.DiasporaEngager.com). By Zak Cheney-Rice, Intelligencer —In 1955, Mamie Till-Mobley changed American politics by using grief as a catalyst for human rights. “I believe that the whole United States is mourning with me,” she said about her son, Emmett, whose mutilated corpse she displayed publicly to prevent future lynchings.

Oct 20, 2023 | nymag.com | Zak Cheney-Rice

Photo: Mohammed Salem/REUTERS In 1955, Mamie Till-Mobley changed American politics by using grief as a catalyst for human rights. “I believe that the whole United States is mourning with me,” she said about her son, Emmett, whose mutilated corpse she displayed publicly to prevent future lynchings. Mobley is the spiritual godmother of the Black Lives Matter movement, whose animating principle was that mourning in public could lead to egalitarian transformation.

Sep 21, 2023 | msn.com | Zak Cheney-Rice

We find each other in the middle of nowhere, a very, very dubious location that stretches for a kilometer,” Werner Herzog tells me shortly after we meet near a parking lot on an overcast morning in Altadena, California. The filmmaker is a droll and enigmatic conversationalist, so when he says we’re like “explorers of the 19th century,” it’s not totally clear he’s joking.

Sep 21, 2023 | vulture.com | Zak Cheney-Rice

We find each other in the middle of nowhere, a very, very dubious location that stretches for a kilometer,” Werner Herzog tells me shortly after we meet near a parking lot on an overcast morning in Altadena, California. The filmmaker is a droll and enigmatic conversationalist, so when he says we’re like “explorers of the 19th century,” it’s not totally clear he’s joking.