Vicki Meek

This weekend, my seeing Carlyle Brown’s play “Are You now, or have you ever been…” brought back some memories of my own family’s experience with McCarthyism. We hear

MoreBeing Pro-Black in The McCarthy Era: a reflection

“I Am Not Your Negro.”  Where do I begin to discuss a film that packs such a wallop you are literally reeling when it ends?  So I guess I’ll start

MoreDo Yourself A Favor, See “I Am Not Your Negro”!

I am heartbroken. I am preparing to leave for Costa Rica this afternoon but had to write this before I got out of here. I owe my champion

MoreI am heartbroken.

Last night I saw “Eclipsed”, a riveting play by Danai Gurira, and I had to sleep on it before I attempted to speak on it. This is not

MoreEclipsed: A Black Global Situation

I’ve written several essays on jazz and its place in American culture but somehow I always come back to the discussion of why isn’t it elevated to the

MoreIt’s Jazz Appreciation Month, But Who’s Appreciating it Really?

I wanted to like Miles Ahead, I really did. I went to the movie anticipating a wonderful cinematic experience, not my usual one of disappointment whenever the topic is

MoreMiles Ahead Left Me Miles Behind…

As I sit and wait for my very delayed flight in the Medgar Wiley Evers International Airport, I have time to reflect on the previous day’s activities here

MoreHow Goes Mississippi, So Goes the Nation…

I consider myself one of the blessed ones when it comes to knowing my history. I grew up in a home where Black History was readily available on

More“Stagger Lee”, dope for a true theater junkie!

I often go to the movies alone. I enjoy having a solitary experience in a theater, not feeling a need to discuss what I’ve seen with anyone else.

MoreSELMA: the movie

Let me set the stage for all you’re about to read so that everyone is clear about why my frustration level is off the charts. I am a

MoreMeanwhile in the Dallas Arts World… by Vicki Meek