I Blame Black-ish for This
I was in Level 100 when I first heard about Black-ish . You know, the sitcom about a wealthy Black family trying to make sense of life, culture, and success in a white focused domain (I doubt my wording here). At the time, I had just moved into Jubilee Hall. It was level 100 and I had a new laptop. One evening, I noticed my next-door neighbour watching a series. I wandered into his room and asked for the name. He later sent me a few episodes and; importantly, introduced me to the magical world of torrents for downloading movies & series. For those who stayed in Jubilee Hall, you know that the Wi-Fi deserves lots of accolades. Looking back, it was one of the greatest gifts my university experience offered. I adored that internet connection. Before going to bed, I would queue entire seasons of films and television series. Two hours later, everything sat neatly on my laptop waiting for me. During the afternoons, downloads had even greater aplomb. The speed – oh boy! ...
