Hey y'all. So it is our season three finale. And boy, we have had a time this season. Listen, we've been talking about so

much that matters deeply. We've been managing to have some joy and some real truth while we

do it. We're entering a season that it is in many ways unprecedented. Have we seen some of this before?

Absolutely.

And some of this is feeling real new to your girl.

And yet we're finding outposts to express our creativity, to experience the world as we deserve it.

I don't know about you all, but for me, the three hours watching the Grammys felt like

some kind of speculative fiction.

Like, what if Kamala had won?

What if we still lived in DEI America?

Where people weren't afraid of pronouns or

or people weren't afraid of queer and trans people or blame everything on black and brown people

and recognize that our diversity

is actually our greatest asset.

I don't know.

It was nice to live in that world for three hours, especially because my girl, your girl,

our girl, the Beyonce Giselle Knowles Carter finally won the album of the year that she

deserved. Now let me be clear. She deserved album of the year that she deserved.

Now let me be clear, she deserved album of the year about four albums ago.

And when we look at the track record of the Grammy's Album of the Year awards,

there are literally only four black women ever who have won that award.

Natalie Cole, Whitney Houston, Lauren Hill, all the way back in 1999, and fast forward

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