Master: The Horror of Deceptive Racial Politics in Academia
“It's not ghosts. It's not supernatural. It's... It's America. And it's everywhere.”

Superman's pal Jimmy Olsen gets his own story. Boy meets girl. Boy loses girl. Boy meets boy!
“It's not ghosts. It's not supernatural. It's... It's America. And it's everywhere.”
Disney movies have taken a bit of a downward turn recently. How come?
A short hybrid film featuring everyone's favorite Disney characters.
Netflix’s new rom-com, Voicemails for Isabelle (dir. Leah McKendrick), isn’t just heartwarming, funny, and an achievement in female directing - it’s also an instant classic. Following 20-something aspiring baker Jill (Zoey Deutch), Voicemails for Isabelle tells a story of grief, self-discovery, and fateful connections. Ever since her beloved sister Izzy’s (Ciara Bravo) death, Jill has been leaving her hilarious, extremely TMI voicemails about her chaotic love life and miserable day job as a prep cook. Little does she know that a handsome and unsatisfied real estate agent in her hometown has inherited the number and practically fallen in love with her by listening to her stories.
Slytherin is painted negatively for the traits the members of this house embody. Although Slytherin students are ambitious, cunning, and determined, they are more.
By undermining the appeal and credibility of black characters, the show compromises the very idea of diversity and representation it sets to promote.