Interview


C.O.B.S. MAGAZINE:
Welcome to Women Innovators.  We are elated to have writer, educator, and strategist Jeannine A. Cook.  For the last 10 years, Jeannine has worked as a trusted writer for several startups, corporations, non-profits, influencers, and now herself. We will be talking to her about selling books, engaging communities, traveling the world, and her recognition.  Can you please give us a little background about your upbringing?

JEANNINE A COOK:  I consider myself to be mixed. My mother is from a small island in the Caribbean, Trinidad, and my father is from Brooklyn. When I was small some family referred to us as coconuts and others called us yankees. When I was 4 or 5 we moved to Hampton Virginia from the projects in New York. When I was still in elementary school my mother lost her vision completely and my dad was commuting back and forth working in New York while we lived in Virginia. I think partially the stress of this led to him developing a terminal illness. So both my parents were different abled growing up yet they were both avid readers and thinkers. I call my dad an armchair historian and my mom was a theological scholar—she continued her studies even after she went blind having us read to her and write for her so she could finish. She was also a former educator and librarian. I think their love for books transferred to me and my sisters.

C.O.B.S MAGAZINE: Can you share where your love of books comes from? Can you tell us about Ida’s Bookshop?  Where did the name derive from? What kinds of books are you selling? What makes you stand out from other bookshops?

JEANNINE A COOK:  I think I answered a bit above. But Ida’s is my second bookstore. We opened officially about 18 months ago. So if she was a baby she’d just be learning to walk and talk. She is named for Ida B. Wells who is a historical heroine who spent most of her life railing against unjust aspects of the legal system and state sanctioned lynching. She was a self taught writer and educator who used the power of her pen to speak to heads of state both here and abroad. Our bookshop’s mission celebrates women authors, artists, and activists but to the exclusion of any one else as we have a wide variety of books and the ability to order in anything. Our bookshop is an immersive experience, you walk in and you’re in the middle of a book—right now the design is like The Color Purple by Alice Walker but we change it quarterly to a new design. We also host musical acts and poets and a Whiskey Writers Club. Our bookshop is just as much a community organizing hub as it is a store.

  C.O.B.S MAGAZINE: Before Ida’s Bookshop you opened up another bookshop in Fishtown right before the pandemic.  It is said that Fishtown has been known as one of the most racists part of the city. Can you tell us the name of the bookshop? How did it feel as a Black woman to open up this bookshop in a town like Fishtown? What was the most challenging part? 

JEANNINE A COOK:  Yes, before Ida’s I opened a bookshop named Harrietts after my guiding light historic heroine Harriett Tubman. I opened up Harrietts because it was a place that I really needed for myself to heal. It also fulfilled a need I saw in the city where less than 2% of businesses are owned by folks who identify as Blk women. I believe spaces like ours, like the Colored Girls Museum, like Franny Lou’s Porch, Trunc, French Toast Bites, and Freedom Apothecary have the amazing ability to transform neighborhoods and restore social pain points because you are talking about institutions that don’t have to reform themselves from the ills of systematic racism, you are talking about spaces that care about community from deep within, you are talking about spaces that have made it their mission to be a beacon of light. But the most challenging part is all of the things you don’t know when you begin. All of the red tape and certificates and fees and licenses and ways in which the state feels comfortable attempting to take from us while it has yet to repair the harm inflicted on our ancestors. Then there’s folks who believe we don’t have the right to be in certain neighborhoods because those neighborhoods have historically looked one way or got away with certain levels of bullshit because they were homogenous. And having to teach folks who are accustomed to being bullies not to fuck with you.

C.O.B.S MAGAZINE: In November of 2021 you hosted a very special event for a well-known actor. Can you share who the actor was? How was the overall experience of hosting their event?  

JEANNINE A COOK:  We hosted the book launch for Will Smith and it was a very powerful experience to have someone of his notoriety say he wanted to support our work and launch with us. We redid our shop completely for his book covered it in all white and speaking to the theme in his book about having a blank canvas. We also hosted an all women hip hop concert out front with a a dj and a graffiti artists and dancers. It was live!

 C.O.B.S MAGAZINE: Funding an organization takes a lot of blood, sweat, and tears. Self-financing is the way most entrepreneurs start up their companies. How difficult is the process to continue to generate funding to handle the overhead?

JEANNINE A COOK:  It is the job. The job is to do well while doing good and it’s the best job in the world to be able to do this under the guiding light of my ancestors and to be able to share stories with generations and to be a stand for literacy in this way. It’s not an easy job but its far easier than the work Harriett and Ida had to do for our people.

 C.O.B.S MAGAZINE: In your opinion how much do consumers count on physical bookstores when they can go online and order millions of books without having to go out? What purpose do you find physical bookstores serve within the communities? What does the future look like for independent bookstores like yours?

JEANNINE A COOK:  I think that stories have always and will always be central to the human experience. I do think especially after being quarantined people have a newfound respect for public spaces and for the opportunity to gather. I also recognize that in many ways bookshops act as secular sanctuaries where folks can fellowship and dialogue and disagree and question and express and those experiences are ultimately the perfect antithesis to loneliness which is one of the leading causes of many issues in our society. And what independent bookshops offer to a neighborhood is far different than what a chain offers. The experience is customized and community focused. I think folks know that bookshops serve many purposes direct and indirect and as the desire to ban books and ban ideas and ban empathy grows across the nation.

C.O.B.S. MAGAZINE: You are leading the change to create a federal holiday for Harriet Tubman. Can you share how that process is going? Why is it important for individuals to recognize her contributions?

JEANNINE A COOK:  The process is slow and a bit annoying. What it is teaching me is that our government and civic engagement has purposefully become overly complicated, cumbersome, and not at all people friendly. It was nice for the bill to get accepted into congress, but I recently learned that many many many bills get shuffled around congress for decades—take reparations for instance or even the fact that the first antilynching bill was just signed almost 200 years after Ida campaigned for that. I realize that there is so much effort and money put into the “get out the vote” effort but average citizens have no idea how our government works and how much decisions are made on money and not the will of the people. Why aren’t the millions of dollars spent on elections spent on educating the public on how policy gets made or how a law gets passed or even more importantly how to get rid of laws that are no longer necessary or important. It’s like a big game and very very wealthy people are running that game with their money and it’s kind of disgusting. Because if I was very wealthy it would be very easy to buy our way into a federal holiday. So it is teaching me what NOT to do when it comes time to create a new system of government because we are watching the current one slowly fizzle out. It is important for folks to recognize Harriett’s contributions not so much because Harriett needs it, but because we get to be reminded that the same spirit that Harriett possessed is possible in our current time. That same spirit of defying the odds, of honoring your fellow human, of endearing sisterhood, of putting your all into your community is possible and it is needed. This woman said give me liberty or give me death. You don’t hear folks having that kind of conviction about freedom anymore, but Harriett was a human, anything she did we all could do. She was a master strategist and in many ways that’s what we need more of.

C.O.B.S. MAGAZINE: You had the opportunity to facilitate art and social workshops with youth from 15 countries around the world.  What were some of the countries you visited and what was your end goal for presenting these workshops?

JEANNINE A COOK: I co-developed curriculum for the American Friends Service Committee on racism, colonialism, and imperialism. I was sent to Nairobi and the UK and on my own I developed curriculum in South Africa and France and Trinidad. I was a part of a team tasked with ensuring youth had tools to dismantle and subvert those -isms through storytelling.

C.O.B.S. MAGAZINE: In addition to holding a Master’s Degree from The University of the Arts, you are also a Leeway Art and Transformation grantee and winner of several awards.  Can you share some of the awards that you have been recognized for and which awards mean the most to you?

JEANNINE A COOK:  I am not really that into awards. It is nice, but I am more excited by actual shifts in culture and society and not so much the awards. I realize now that a lot of the awards are political and often folks are giving out awards simply because it benefits the organization giving the award and not so much the society. But I’ve gotten some cool ones and I am thankful. But I don’t need any recognition to do what I am doing, doing the work is more than enough reward for me.   

C.O.B.S MAGAZINE: What continues to be your daily driving force? Where do you see yourself in the next five years?  Can you please share your website information and can you please provide your social media platforms?  We wish you continuous success.

JEANNINE A COOK:  My driving force is curiosity. I am very interested in how things work and what to do when things don’t work. I am also driven by creativity. I love making and challenging myself and those around me to do what others say cannot be done. Finally I am driven by those who came before me. I see myself on the spectrum of freedom and that I am only doing my part on that spectrum and that spirit which travelled through Harriett and before Harriett in her mother and before her mother in Queen Nanny and before Queen Nanny in Neferttii and before her in Isis, I am a part of that tradition. In the next five years I see myself continuing to do what I’ve always done, telling stories, bringing people together, standing up for what I believe in, building spaces that are aesthetically stimulating, studying, writing, and creating something or another. Harriett’s and Ida’s Bookshop on all platforms.

Thank you! Ase.

I am Thula: My Questions for Imbolo Mbue about How Beautiful We Were


How beautiful we were

Imbolo Mbue

Whose shoulders do you stand on?

How do you identify?

  • “We should have known the end was near.” --share how this first sentence relates to the entire story?

  • the environmental degradation—what type of research did you do to build this world, how does research look —Kossowa—why a fictional place?

  • Thula—three generations of women—can you talk about how this book explores lineage and how we traverse time

    • In many ways this is our coming of age story. Talk about this character and how she came to exist in your mind, how much if any is Thula like you?

  • Children “What’s it like being a child in a world like this? What does your book say to children? Tell us about your childhood and how it influences the story?”

  • Sahul— the role that love and relationships play in the story. Why is that important.

  • There are many antagonists in the story. Can you talk about them from the government to the corporations to the media to even the people you think are coming to help.

  • But on top of everything we have a love story/many love stories. How does love shape the lives of these characters (Thula & Austin, Sahul & Malabo, Yaya & Grandpa)

  • patience vs fighting

  • reckoning vs reparations

  • movement vs revolution

  • Talk about the way that land and land rights show up in the book and in real life and why this is an important moment to talk about land rights, human rights, and international law

  • jakani and sakani—can you talk about being the supernatural elements of the story and why they were important to include

  • Its like you read this and you’re saying I want to do something I must do something but its like but where what how…what do you say to that reader?

  • Juba’s narrative and how people become Juba’s what was it like writing from Juba’s point of view?

  • being an immigrant—leaving and returning what is that like for you as a writer this concept of home

  • What are your thoughts on reparations and repair. Can the events of Kossowa ever truly be prepared? What would reparations look like?

  • Lets talk about movement building and Thula’s work to organize her people, why is organizing such a task

  • Flooding and Nigeria and Cameroon and climate change and when you see these things played out in the world

  • myth (blood of the leopard)

  • Americans, Pexton “if they were so disappointed in our ways, why don’t they leave”

  • Government/Corporations (“keeping countries like ours in their debt”) pexton/his excellency “more of their moral side”

  • money

  • yaya—ancestors, her husband, the history, slavery convo between af & af am

  • Kossowa

  • The Restoration Movement

  • “It was our land…

  • “and we did nothing”

  • jakani and sakani

  • movements “if it can happen here, it can happen there, humans are mortal and so are the systems they build”

  • liberation day

  • Flooding and Nigeria and Cameroon and climate change and when you see these things played out in the world

Climbing Ice

On the front cover of the 1973 book, Climbing Ice by Yvon Chouinard, a minuscule climber, with a single rope, grips onto a translucent, icicle-covered mountainside. Perhaps this is a formation from a cryovolcano on the southern tip of Pluto in the year 2053. Perhaps Earth has lost the war on emissions to extreme weather and Yvon, the only human with a semblance of life, traverses a frozen slush eruption with the last irregular mountaineering chock. 

Or maybe this book cover is a snapshot of 1960s Yvon on the border between Argentina and Chile near El Chaltén village and Viedma Lake with the howling Patagonian wind at his neck as he climbs miles into the sky on the back of Cerro Ritz Roy. 

While we do not know exactly where the minuscule climber is coming from, or where he is going, what we do know is that he is not afraid to go it alone. 

“How you climb a mountain is more important than reaching the top,” Yvon whispers to himself if you listen closely. “If you focus on the process of climbing, you’ll end up on the summit,” he sages himself further up. 

Last week Yvon Chouinard, who has gone from mountain climbing outdoorsman to founder and majority owner of a billion dollar clothing brand, Patagonia, announced that he is ascending yet another insurmountable summit. According to the New York Times, “Rather than selling [Patagonia] or taking it public, Mr. Chouinard, his wife and two adult children have transferred their ownership of Patagonia, valued at about $3 billion, to a specially designed trust and a nonprofit organization. They were created to preserve the company’s independence and ensure that all of its profits — some $100 million a year — are used to combat climate change and protect undeveloped land around the globe.”

Patagonia operates stores in 10+ countries around the globe as well as factories in 16 countries. Yvon is also the co-founder of 1% For The Planet, an alliance of businesses that contribute at least 1% of their annual revenues to environmental causes. 

Yvon, some may say, has reached the peak. His data driven commitment to manufacturing Patagonia’s products with sustainable materials and practices made customers loyal. Yes, this was the more difficult way to build a company, but it is clear that Yvon is comfortable with taking the more challenging climb. He is at the pinnacle of Mt. American Dream—build a strong company for 40 years—check, make millions of dollars doing what you love—check, do some good in the world—check, then relax. Nope. Yvon is not done climbing.  

You should know that although ice-climbing had been happening in cold weather climates since forever, it was Yvon in the late 60s who made it into a sport—innovating on equipment, defining new techniques, institutionalizing safety while teaching others to protect the earth in the process. Hundreds of climbers have followed him up seemingly impossible mountains and lived to tell the same story. “The impossible is possible.”

What if, yet again, Yvon is inspiring his fellow climbers to innovate, define, institutionalize, and protect but with business? How thrilling would it be to watch the wealthy, (and not so wealthy), lenders, policy makers, entrepreneurs, and manufacturers turn sustainability into a sport worth gawking at. Imagine cheering on your favorite brands as they edge us all closer to a stabilized global temperature or climbing flag polls because your favorite manufacturer has hit net zero. Yes, full on parades for corporations that break free from plastics. 

It is us, the dollar wielding cheerleaders, with the most control over who becomes a billion dollar company. Patagonia did not do this on its own of course. We decided we would support their climb because we trust Yvon’s ability. 

Similarly it is us who decides who will be the next one up Mt. Kenya—and must agree that it won’t just be those who check the cliche box of having a reduce, reuse, recycle message on their websites. Cheerleaders are excited for true champions— those who are sharing the data, the stats, the evidence of their commitment to serving mother earth. It is us who must demand Patagonia-like action from companies and policymakers and when we demand that with our dollars, it’s what we will get.

Some may read this and say well ice-climbing is a white man’s sport, Jeannine. You don’t see any brothers or sisters risking their lives up there on the side of Mt. Kirkjufell bolted to a massive boulder. Those climate change, glacier huggers all look the same, right? No. Wrong. Very wrong. 

There are a number of smaller manufacturers, who don’t look like Yvon, but climb like he does. Manufacturers like Darrell Jobe of Vericool, who may not be giving away all of his Black Friday sales, but he is making sustainable, environmentally friendly packaging to replace Styrofoam. His workers are second chance citizens like himself returning home from prison. Let’s cheer Darrell and his 50 employees up Mt. American Dream. 

There’s also folks like Karen Young from Oui the People, who estimates that 2 billion plastic razors end up in landfills every year, and the personal care industry in general is one of the largest producers of waste, so she’s changing that without a billion dollars in revenue. Let’s cheer Karen and her 64 employees up Mt. American Dream. 

The Karens and Darrells of the world are working to protect the same planet as Yvon and they are doing so with far less resources—so a little cheering goes a long way.

Or maybe we do nothing at all. We let the minuscule man on the cover of Climbing Ice, continue at it alone with a single rope, gripping onto a translucent rime of hard snow. We play our part in helping Earth lose the war on emissions and we let Yvon be the only human with a semblance of life, traversing a frozen slush eruption when the last remaining mountaineering chock breaks in two. 

Maybe the impossible is just impossible. 

But maybe not. 

Jet Blue

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

A long way from home

January 2017. South Africa Airlines. Flight 6672 to Johannesburg. Arrive at JFK. 18 hours. No layover. Second class. No wifi. Second class. No blanket. Second class eat second. Land in the Motherland. The cradle of civilization. “Upon your arrival in Mother Africa, she will greet you, ‘Welcome Home’ my people said. Except if you are her second child. I discover.

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

A long way from home

April 2017. United Airlines Flight 4287 to California. 5 hours. Named for Queen Califia a mother on mission to raise armies of warrior women.  Arrive at airport two hours early. Drink. Board. Pee. Knock knock. “Yes, I am peeing.” “Come out of there right now or we will remove you from this flight.” “But I am peeing.” “That’s it we are calling TSA.” Removed in cuffs. Banned from United.

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

A long way from home, a long way from home.

June 2017. Spirit Airlines Flight 9140 to Norfolk. 2 hours. 4 hour delay from Philly. Head straight from airport to grandmother’s sister’s funeral. Sit in the back. No further back then that. “She was a mother to us all,” is all you catch before the processional of tears, flowers, wails, and goodbyes. Then a rendition of her favorite song as they escort her coffin to the hurst.

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

A long way from home

August 2017. Caribbean Airlines Flight 2221 to Trinidad and Tobago where your mother was born. Eat palourie. Eat doubles. Eat coconut. Eat mango. Eat plantain. Eat roti. Eat wind. Eat sun. Eat sea. Now back to the airport.

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,

A long way from home

December 2017. American Airlines Flight 3333 to…to no where. This flight has been cancelled. Please see the agent at the kiosk for further instructions on how to get you home.

The Mosquito and the Elephant

The mosquito has a clear advantage over the elephant.

So what if they have the world’s largest military, if they have more weapons than us, if they are organized beyond measure, if they control minds through media. So what. This is not an acceptable reason to accept an attack on our children’s children’s children. And that is exactly what is happening. The underground railroad was a small network. With far fewer people than folks believe. It was no where near as large as the militias of the newly forming states. But there is strength in your small numbers. The mosquito has a clear advantage over the elephant. It can move swiftly. It can change paths with very little conversation. It can fly. So yes it seems as though folks who run these large institutions and large corporations and large governmental bodies are huge and without reproach but this is a lie. Our small forces. Tribal groupings, literary clubs, prayer circles, sisterhood meetings, all have a remarkable ability to harass their large ones. When we act as small interconnected cell groups, just like our ancestors on the underground what we find is we have the ability to overwhelm systems by forming small forces that share resources, information and tactics. We are so tiny that sometimes we are invisible to the naked eye. We move like insignificant ants, yet like the ant we can carry 50 times our weight. We can organize small groups of safe havens for those who are vulnerable and under attack by the larger establishment. There will be those who are vocal and need safe keeping. Our positions, whatever they are grant us the ability to harass and harangue. And when things hit the fan, it is those who are most prepared to lead who will inhabit the positions of leadership.

REVOLUTIONARY PETUNIA SEEKING RAIN

Dear Alice,

If you are reading this, it is because yet again the Great Listener has deemed my seeking worth finding. I am placing in this letter a few questions which I hope to learn your thoughts. It is May 31, 2022. I am sitting with news of massacres. I have spent the last few months with your writing, rereading The Color Purple and rewatching the movie of the same name. Checking your website for new blog entries.

Earlier this month, I interviewed you after reading your newest book, Gathering Blossoms Under Fire, 50 years of your journal entries. I am a little over halfway done with The Same River Twice, playing Quincy Jones’ Color Purple movie soundtrack while I write you this letter with dreams of someday hosting a live listening party with you and Quincy as our special guests. We would chat music, the Color Purple soundtrack, and review copies of Quincy’s new book–12 Notes on Life and Creativity, alongside your extensive catalogue. Big dreamer. I know.

I wrote your staff requesting an opportunity to share space with you at the beginning of the year, and I get that I am one of a billion people who have that same prayer, so when I didn’t hear back I was not astonished, just patient until Sara Lomax Reese, head of the oldest local radio station in Philadelphia, calls me up and asks if I’d like to interview Alice Walker, I say: YES! And then cut a step. Yes to the Great Listener. Wave my hand in the air. Yes to fate. Close my eyes. Inhale. Yes to Alice.

You won’t believe this but on December 31, 2021, I wrote down all my wildest dreams for 2022 and right on top of my list, under complete my memoir, was your name–have tea and chat with Alice Walker. The tea didn’t happen just yet (but I have hope). Our chat began at 6 pm on May 12th at the Comcast Technology Center. But how does one squeeze a lifetime of questions into a 45-minute interview where I must share half the questions with a co-host and 15 minutes of the interview on audience questions. The day before the interview, my sister said, “Just make sure you have one good question because that might be all you get.” And she was almost right. I got to ask you about love, flowers, reparations, finances, and fame. But I still have so many other questions.

I will not write them all here today. Just one: I want to know your visions for the future of this world and how you see us getting there. After reading the journal entries in Gathering Blossoms, I am challenged on how to teach folks, especially young folks, how to practically apply the lessons the book so eloquently layers in. For instance, I just finished watching a documentary on Hulu about XXXtentacion, a young rapper with millions of fans who was shot dead at 20 years old during the height of his tumultuous career.

I wanted to understand XXXtentacion more because my 18-year- old son damn near worships him. “XXXtentacion to me is what Alice Walker is to you,” my son explains. In the documentary, XXXtentacion, like Mister______, like your grandfather, has a deep mix of undesirable qualities alongside great fragility. These qualities are attractive to millions of young people who listen to XXXtentacion and feel heard. And I am aware that in Philly, it’s the 16–24-year-olds who are both the most at risk (highest murder rate, highest suicide rate, highest rape rate) and share the highest opportunity for growth. I am aware that the young person who shot and killed elders in a Buffalo grocery store was 18 years old. That the young person who shot and killed babies in a Texas elementary school was 18 years old. That the cadre of conductors working in our shops come there to restore their belief in connection. And these are young people who just came out of years spent in the captivity of a global pandemic. I just want to know from your perspective how to love them better. How to reach the otherwise unreachable. How to get as many of your books into desiring hands as possible. How to get us writing letters like Nettie. And freely expressing ourselves like Shug and Sofia. And restoring ourselves like Celie.

I believe that your books are medicine, a soul rejuvenating elixir that will protect and guide us through the days to come if we read, hear, and apply the wisdom.

signed a revolutionary petunia,

jeannine

The Culture Makers Moral Compass

every image we take and share is a tiny gift of a story told to the world. media literacy though it worked hard to teach us about being a consumer of media, it lacked on the conversation about the ethical and moral implication of being a content producer and then in an age where so many are now content makers and sharers but of course without the prerequisite course in ethics, we get an inconsistent array of messages going out into the world without as much as a blink of an eye about how our “stuff” impacts us, our neighbors, the world at large and even the future. watch what you say— its never just a picture.

three fates

I was born the middle daughter between two sisters. This identity as a sister is one of the first ones I knew or assigned meaning to. It meant that I always had a playmate. I can laugh, cry, and yell with my sisters. We weren’t big on making fun of one another and the few times when we did, we lived to regret it. When our parents’ relationship had its breakdowns, we sisters had each other. When we fought, and we did fight, we still knew we’d be sisters the next day, the next week, the next month, and we couldn’t fight in a way that would damage that with permanence. We taught each other, learned from each other, challenged each other, and believed in each other. We did not always like each other, but we certainly loved each other. That is the lens by which I enter conversations on sisterhood. It is not a relationship that ever asked me to be anything other than myself, but for them, I always wanted to be stronger, and wiser, and braver, so when I bought information or life experience to my sisters, it was from a solid and intentional place. And when I found that Sonia Sanchez quote about Sisterhood being a covering, when I heard her talk about her own relationship with her older sister, Patricia, I knew she understood, what I understood, that there is sacredness in such relationships that isn’t marked by ceremony but instead fte.

On Wilford & Christopher

…yea it’s the same loss of control displayed in video games, movies, cartoons, local, national, and federal govt, music, social media, every news outlet, and in humans beings in general—my response is to your question “how do we expect to teach conflict resolution to young people…” my answer is as an educator you take everything/anything and you use it to open up dialogue about a real and true phenomenon. you don’t make this scenario as a teachable moment any more or less important than any other, you discuss the issue from its varying perspectives without trying to convert folks to a “side” or belief system. instead you invite them to know and clearly express their own stance. all too often issues are far more nuanced than folks are allowing them to be. to me this issue raises great social questions that we as a society, community, neighborhood, and individuals get to grapple with such as—when, if ever, is physical violence ok? is it ok during self defense? is there a difference between verbal violence and physical? when is either effective? when defending another? when defending self? never? how does one know when they are about to “lose” control? what is respect? what is disrespect? how have you been taught to handle disrespect? by whom? where do you stand on a spectrum of non-violence? why did brother malcolm oppose brother martin’s teaching of non-violence and vice versa? who are other historical and contemporary figures with differing opinions on turning the other cheek who can be referenced? if educators haven’t asked themselves the hard questions about their own philosophical stances and challenged their own biases, there’s no way they can be effective as educators on real topics. this is just a few questions to get the conversation started with self first and then with others.

Homework To Do—Ida Bell Wells Barnett

“Are you Ida?,” a woman in a tie dye tee shirt and polka dot beanie poked her head into our bookshop one day before we had officially opened.

“No,” I smiled. “The bookshop is named for Ida Bell Wells Barnett. Not me.”

“Ida Bell who?” her forehead wrinkled.

“Wells Barnett.”

“Never heard of her,” she said looking around the near empty bookshop.

“Then we have homework to do,” I said handing her a copy of Ida, A Sword Among Lions.

According to Ida Bell Wells Barnett’s biographer, Paula Giddings, Ida Bell Wells Barnett solidified her work as a literary activist in the late 1800s because of three young Black gentlemen–Thomas Moss, Calvin McDowell, and Will Stewart.

These three gentlemen were the proud founders of the People's Grocery Store, a small coop in a neighborhood called The Curve. The People’s Grocery Store was a great success, so much so that it cut into the sales at another local White owned shop that once had a monopoly on Black and White customers alike. The growing tensions between the two stores led to a violent outburst between the races and as a result, those three gentlemen, Thomas Moss, Calvin McDowell, and Will Stewart were arrested unlawfully.

On Wednesday, March 9, at about 2:30 a.m. 75 men in Black masks surrounded the Shelby County Jail and nine entered. The feral group of White men dragged Thomas Moss, Will Stewart, and Calvin McDowell from their cells and brought them to a Chesapeake & Ohio Railroad where Moss had his hands and fingers shot off "inch by inch" until they were shot to pieces. Next the angry mob shot four holes into McDowell's face, each large enough for a fist to enter. His left eye was shot out and the ball hung over his cheek in shreds. His jaw was torn out by buckshot. Where his right eye had been there was a big hole which his brains oozed out. Stewart was described as the most stoic of the three, and was also shot on the right side of the neck with a shotgun.

These three gentlemen were close friends of Ida Bell Wells Barnett and she spent the rest of her life working to address, correct, and hold accountable the system that allowed the unlawful and immoral harassment and murder of innocent Black people. In 1893, Ida Bell Wells Barnett’s fight for equal protection under the law led her to the British Isles and onto London. It is during her time in London that she realized the importance of building small, women led civic societies charged with holding lawmakers and lawbreakers accountable for their actions and inactions toward Black Americans like the three gentlemen–Thomas Moss, Calvin McDowell, and Will Stewart. It was her work in London that helped to fund and fuel her work here in the United States.

We share this story because perhaps like so many of my neighboring businesses and community members, you all don’t understand the unwavering legacy of our bookshop’s namesake–Ida. Perhaps you don’t understand the importance of Ida Bell Wells Barnett almost single handedly taking on the institution of vigilante lawmaking and lawbreaking on behalf of her people. And without that context perhaps you miss the significance of the little red phone booth outside of Ida’s Bookshop at 734 Haddon Ave–the ONLY monument or altar in this entire town erected on behalf of a Black historic heroine EVER.


From the beginning of this ordeal, we, a small business and one of very few Black owned businesses in this town, have been targeted and unduly harassed about this matter simply because we requested a conversation. “Just move it,” demanded “our friends'' from the zoning board, and the mayor, after we frequently asked for nothing more than to listen to your perspective and to also be heard. We’ve hired professional fabricators and designers of color, Mio Culture, to join into our dialogue about how to make the phone booth as safe as possible, but they were also demeaned by the zoning board and the mayor and then ignored.

We find it especially heinous and ironic, but not surprising that this threat to remove our private property without permission and without due process comes just days before Martin Luther King, Jr. Day and as we prepare to share for Black History Month–it is very similar to the train conductor who in 1883 decided to strong-arm Ida Bell Wells Barnett to the back of a train car only for her to bite his hand rather than be bullied. This is what happens when people–especially unchecked overprivileged White people, forget that we are supposed to have equal protection under the law which means that one human or group of humans, even if elected into a so-called or hired into positions of power, have no actual power over anyone else and that small vigilante lawmakers and lawbreakers don’t get to throw the stones of the law to abuse small business owners and then hide their hands and faces behind ordinances. It is important to remember that you all work in a capacity of service to the community and that the final say about the community belongs to the community.

So in the name of Thomas Moss, Calvin McDowell, and Will Stewart and under the guiding light of Ida Bell Wells Barnett, we would like to know:

Exactly which ordinance am I violating?

When was the ordinance adopted?

What is the process for adopting an ordinance and was that full process followed in this instance?

How am I being invited to exercise my rights to due process in this matter?

If and when my property is removed, where will it go and the process for me getting it back?

And who will be taking full responsibility for this matter as it escalates?

Finally, I request a public hearing on this matter and for myself and my community members to have a say in how it unfolds.

CANT JEFF THIS

We want our sister bookshops, Harriett’s & Ida’s, to fly, to survive and thrive and be here well after you and I are gone from this here plane.

At the same time we live and operate within the confines of certain systems, rituals, and “holy days” that feel contrary to our beliefs and desires.
Is it possible to grow and sew and fund your own creative work and the creative work of your peers while living within this here ideological box, without contorting and conforming in ways that feel too small and too limited for what is truly possible for humanity?


Yes, we want to offer massive deals on one weekend a year and make enough to see us through the darkness of winter, to pay for the construction on the new Home for Harrietts, to continue employing and training young folks, to host our own truth & reconciliation trials this March, to drop more fly merch focused on local and historical griots, but we refuse to do that at the risk of our own sanity or ethic or standard or that of our team.


We also don’t want to use advertising to manipulate and placate and dance a jig to make a few dollars. We want whatever coinage you spend with us to be because you live the mission, you see the work, and want to watch it healthily unfold in its perfect order. We hope you’ll buy books today and ANY day because you bear witness to the fruit that we bear.

Creatives Create

I designed this jacket for my Philly Mag interview, I also designed the shoes—I like to play in any medium because why not. Too often we limit ourselves because someone told us to “stay in our lane.” This ain’t a highway, dawg. Tell them to take their limited mindset thatta way. Creatives create. It’s giving afro vintage victorian hippie vibes if you ask me. Click to read the full interview.