Showing posts with label blackness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blackness. Show all posts

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Are You Compliant with Racism?

this weekend i was lucky enough to have the opportunity to go see the movie American Violet (which you should go see IMMEDIATELY).

the central figure of the film is a black woman who is unjustly arrested by the Texas Drug Force and her decision to fight for herself and for her community by sueing the police and the D.A. of her town.

What struck me about the movie is the way in which this woman jeopardized everything to fight the racial injustice present in her community. She could have easily lost custody of her children, her government housing and she did lose multiple jobs because of her battle.

I couldn't help and think about the way in which we often find ourselves being compliant in the face of racial injustice.

How many times have you found yourself saying, "this is not my battle," how many times have you found yourself thinking "i just can't risk my job for this," how many times have you said... "i'm just going to deal with this 'minor' racism, so that i can get (fill in the blank position) that will give me the leverage to fight the 'big' racism."

We change the way we speak and dress in the name of becoming more "professional" or "socialized." because these are not "worthwhile" battles...

we don't pursue the "radical" project at school or at work, because we don't want to rock the boat "unnecessarily."

we even avoid standing up in the face of overt racism in our homes, jobs and schools because we are (and perhaps rightly so)... scared of losing our paycheck, health insurance, custody, or even credibility in our profession...

and whose to say those things don't make sense? i mean can you really blame somebody for wanting to preserve their livelihood?

on the other hand... if we never fight the battles, how will we ever win the war?

peace.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Why We've Yet to Have a Conversation about Black Greek Life that Makes Sense

During my time at the University of Michigan I had the honor of serving the student body in a number of different capacities. I was the vice-president of the UM chapter of the NAACP, I was a member of the Michigan Student Assembly, I served on the honorary degree committee, the diversity committee, the National Ginsberg Center committee, as well as led many efforts against racist publications of the Michigan Daily and defending Affirmative Action in the state of Michigan.

I crossed Delta Sigma Theta Sorority Incorporated, Nu Chapter on April 14, 2007 (2 weeks before I graduated from the University of Michigan) with 13 of the most strong, intelligent, sophisticated, self-reflective and kind women I have ever had the honor of meeting.

I am now at the University of Chicago pursuing my Ph.d in Political Science.

I say that first, because I think it is critical that every author be transparent about who they are and what their motivations are before they decide to write about anything.

I have lived/been a part of institutions of higher education for six years now, and in all that time I have NEVER heard a conversation about black greek organizations, and the ways in which they do and do not uplift black communities, that actually makes sense.

Instead, all I ever hear on both sides is unsubstantiated madness.

On one side you have the black greeks, who to often just shrug off anyone who questions them or their organizations as being people who tried to join and couldn't make it.

On the other side you have people who have never been to a black greek party, black greek program, had a conversation with a black greek member, let alone been privy to a black greek initiation process, making insane accusations about the nature of black greek organizations, based on what "they heard from their girl/boy." Or, based off of what their parents' sixty year old memory remembers from being part of an organizations that have changed in profound ways since the forty years he/she pledged.

As any decent social scientist will tell you.... people lie... they lie all the time. which is why survey data and interview data are fraught with inaccuracies... people lie to protect their reputations, to protect the reputations of others or just simply because the truth is to painful. They will also tell you... that people's memories aren't really worth a damn thing.

Yet and still time and time again, people write shockingly hurtful things about groups of individuals that they know absolutely nothing about (on both sides), based only on what they think they know.

Black Vibes.com was shockingly (or maybe not so shockeningly), the most recent author of these inintelligble, unsubstantiated and personally motivated additions to this unnuanced conversation. In "Manifesto... Why You Shouldn't Join a Black Greek Organization"... Dustin Seibert fails to make a single claim that he 1. can provide evidence for and 2. has a logical, or useful purpose. Instead, he slanders groups of people (my chapter included... labeling them "those sadistic Delta dames on the University of Michigan campus")... without once considering the consequences.

The entire article is an explanation of why Mr. Seibert failed to adequately research these organizations and move beyond hearsay to adequately evaluate whether or not joining would be in his best interest.

It is articles' like these that continue to prevent both black greeks and black non-greeks from having a conversation that makes sense. If we never move beyond fabricated and emotionally driven stories, how can we ever expect to come together as a community and uplift the neighborhoods and cities that we come from.

I would be the last one to sit here and tell you that I think that black greek organizations are perfect, or that they are completely without fault in this absence of conversation. But I will say that if community members are sincerely concerned about what goes on in these organizations then they must DO BETTER.

So today... I challenge all of you to DO BETTER. If you are a black greek and have a problem with the way that non-greeks depict your organizations, say something, and say it respectfully and intelligently.

And if you are a non-greek that has a problem with black greek organizations, come to the table with facts, an openness to what black greeks have to say about their own organizations, and tangible and realistic solutions to the problems which you have concretly identified.

We're all educated folks right?

Lets start acting like it.

peace.

p.s. and lets remember... one or two chapters doesn't represent every chapter...

How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.~Henry David Thoreau

Thursday, March 26, 2009

The Breaks by Marc Bamuthi Joseph

Tonight i'm going to go see "the breaks" by marc bamuthi joseph at the museum of contemporary art here in chicago. initially i was really excited about the show, but was then discouraged by the price... but when i found out i was eligible for $10 student tickets, i made sure i got tickets to opening night!

bamuthi will be here in chicago performing his performance piece today through saturday (march 28).

make sure to check him out!

for more info... check out this review of the show by Uptown Notes.

peace.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

America's Next Top Model Auditions

A good friend of mine asked me to accompany her today to America's Next Top Model auditions here in chicago.

shes a huge fan of the show, and can pretty much tell you everything you want to know about all 12 cycles. shes also always wanted to be a model... and since this cycle is focused on petite women (5'7" and under)... it seemed like her perfect chance...

i tend to be pretty shy and private, so i've never had any desire to be a model at any point in my life. but... recently i've been working on being more adventurous and expanding beyond my own worldview... and i wanted to support her... so i decided to tag along...

so this morning she picked me up at 5:30am and we headed off to auditions... when we got there... what seemed like thousands of girls were already there (turns out it was only 699 lol).

we stood outside in line for about an hour before we headed inside to get checked in.

the plan was that my girl would get her audition time slot and then we would go get breakfast, she would drop me off at home and she would come back later with our other friend who was auditioning as well...

but when we got inside, we found out that we were not going to be allowed to leave the building, apparently due to the large number of girls lining up around the building, the police demanded that the producers contain the girls (this of course was due to safety issues).

so... there i am... being handed a number and a wrist band... and being ushered into a huge ball room where hundreds of girls where already waiting...

It was a surreal experience... some of these girls travel from one reality show audition to another.... a sisterhood of the traveling reality shows so to speak.... this is what they do with their time and lives... preparing themselves and planning their lives around when their "next big audition" is...

for others this was a dream unfulfilled... this was their chance... short girls of all shapes and sizes who had been told all their lives that they... for whatever reason... were to deficient to be viewed as beautiful by the world...

there was something tragically heartbreaking about it... how desperately these women needed to be labeled as beautiful by these arbitrary male producers.... it was ironic as well... tyra banks... a self-proclaimed advocate of young women's self esteem and self love... was the one responsible for these thousands of young women across the country rangling themselves like cattle to be poked, proded and looked over....

so there i was... trapped between a young woman who wanted this so bad she was physically shaking.... my girlfriend who wanted me there for support... and surrounded by young women who hadn't eaten (to look smaller that day? or because they rushed out the door?) who were daydreaming about ribs, waffles, and the sustenance of being the one in a million who is picked from the crowd of girls...

i was indifferent about the experience until it came time for us to actually "audition." which quickly turned into one of the most demeaning experiences i've ever had the misfortune of being a part of.

there i was... a black feminist, activist scholar, a second year doctoral student, daughter of a haitian freedom fighter and civil rights era black feminist... lined up against a wall with 50 other girls as a man asked us to say our name and age "with as much personality as we could muster," while he walked up and down the line evaluating our bodies.

it was scarily reminiscent of the auction block. i couldn't help but be consumed with thoughts of how black womens bodies are continuously offered up for purchase. there we were... offering up our sacred bodies as material objects, to be evaluated, bartered and sold...

ultimately... 40 of the young woman walked away from the experience dejected and cast aside... their dream of being labeled as beautiful, and therefore worthy, once again trampled by a structure dictated by white normative cultual values that continues to find new and unique ways to strip them of their dignity...

peace.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Day 3 of the Democratic Convention

I THOROUGHLY enjoyed day 3 of the convention...

Bill Clinton finally got his mind back and reminded all of us why we loved him in the first place... my favorite line?

people have always been more impressed with the power of our example, than the example of our power

Although I'm not sure he will ever be able to completely repair the damage done to his image this primary season... this speech was certainly a good start...

I was so much more impressed with his speech than I was with HRC's... he did EXACTLY what he needed to do... I LOVED the fact that he compared his candidacy to Obama's and went so far as to say... as a former president... he could guarantee that Obama was qualified....

I head that the Joe Biden and John Kerry speeches were really good... I'm going to check them out on you tube momentarily...

(after watching the Kerry speech... I absolutely love how he was talking about speaking truth to power... and that Obama would finally be the one to speak that truth....)

And how could I forget!

Like a lot of folks I was definetly nervous about this roll call vote business... so I was pleasantly surprised when it ended so gracefully...

I couldn't help but get emotional watching some of the older black women on television start to cry after Obama had officially been nominated.... many of them never thought they would live to see the first black man nominated for president by a major U.S. party... it was beautiful!

I was more impressed with HRC when she requested that Obama be nominated by acclimation, than I was with her entire speech last night...

I'm so excited for tonight!

peace.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Random Thoughts for August

1. I really wasn't feeling HRC's speech at the Democratic Convention, she spent way to much time congratulating herself and her husband. There is no way this would have even been an option had she won and Obama lost. At some point, this egomanical focus on the "Clinton Legacy" is going to have to stop and we're going to have to start thinking about how to get Obama ELECTED.

Not to mention the fact that I hate how she is trying to get as much purchase as possible out of being a woman (a la "my sisters of the traveling pant suits") after ignoring this part of her identity up until May 2008.

Melissa Harris-Lacewell sums up my feelings exactly in her latest blog post on HRC's speech.

2. Although I was annoyed with the beginning of Michelle Obama's convention speech, I understood that she did what she had to do. She had to convince people that she loves her country and that she isn't "scary"... mission accomplished.

But... I loved the end... something about being a black woman, watching a black woman with such poise and grace speaking about what it meant for her to stand at the intersection of race and gender... made my heart speak. Of course her daughters are beautiful and Michelle's style is impeccable... I couldn't help but wonder what it meant for young black women to watch her on tv, and to see her image everywhere.... she gives a lot to aspire to!

3. I am REALLY excited to see Jennifer Hudson sing the national anthem on Thursday night at the convention (Obama personally requested her).

4. I'm so excited that Rachel Maddow is getting her own show on MSNBC.

5. 47 Days till the Chicago Marathon

6. Iyanala Vanzant's 20th anniversary edition of Tapping the Power Within is changing my life.

peace.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Obama is My Slave T-Shirt

I had dedicated my day towards watching the law and order marathon, healing my knees and ankles and of course getting some work done... when i came across this article in my friend's google chat status message.

The article is about t-shirt "designer" Apollo Braun in New York City, who has now earned his place in internet infamy be producing "Obama is My Slave" t-shirts.

In an even more twisted plot turn, a New York free daily called the Metro published the following article about a 25yr old Manhattan student who allegedly was beat up by four black teenage girls for wearing the t-shirt.

Turns out, a week later the editor of the Metro was fired because the entire lawsuit was a hoax, concocted by Apollo Braun to get more attention for his t-shirts.

I'll leave it to you all to actually read the articles and to witness Braun's numerous racist statements.

What makes this story complicated is the way in which Braun is not only a Jewish immigrant, but ironically he got his start at a hip hop store in Soho....

In the context of the recent controversial New Yorker cover and The Assassination of Barack Obama art exhibition, one has to wonder about the insipid ways racism is now used in this country.

We've come full circle, from a rampant blatant racism that was found culturally acceptable, to an institutional racism that found "overt" racism something only for the "uneducated." Now we find ourselves back to a place where blatant racism is once again something to be entertained by.

To call somebody a "racist" in responses to these pieces of "art" or "satire" is to be accused of overreacting. Yet one has to wonder about the ways in which this artistic, educated and institutional racism, combines to disempower black communities from mobilizing.

If you complain about the New Yorker cover you are to sensitive (and if poor black people boycott would it really affect their subscriptions?). If you protest outside of the Assassination art exhibit you are not appreciating the artist's first amendment rights. And if you critique folks like Braun (or write blogs about them), then you are just giving them the stage they need to sell their product.

BlackSymthe alluded to this when he talked about the way Obama dealt with hecklers at one of his rallys. And I talked about this briefly when I talked about Mandela's Eight Lessons for Leadership.

Obama's ability to simultaneously tap in black community support without necessarily indicating that he has intentions of (or is able to) fulfilling their expectations. A cultural environment that labels todays racial climate as one where racial disparities no longer exist. And a political environment where racism is now called "satire" or "art"... seem to continue to point to the necessity of a new mode of black political organizing.

The question will continue to be... what does this new black politics need to look like?

peace.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

what am i supposed to do with all of this hair?!

a couple of months ago i saw a blog entry that completely summarized the evolution of my relationship to my hair:

there was a point in my life where i made the simplistic assertions that if you straightened your hair as a black woman than you hate yourself and by extension your blackness.... while i sincerely believe there is immense meaning in the way we as black people approach our hair, i find greater meaning in the hierarchies of blackness erected by self-righteous folks who in whatever covert/overt way make the assertion that folks who sport dreads or fros are in some way more enlightened

I have had long straight hair, fire-engine red hair, fire-engine red locs (can u tell i like the color red? ooo-oop! *smile*), sisterlocs, traditional locs, big afro's, little afro's, twists, plats, braids, and a fade.

yet and still... most folks continue to make completely generalized assumptions about the type of person i am, my politics, the music i listen to and even the food i eat (apparently i am a militant, erykah badu listening, radical liberal who doesn't eat meat.... whether those things are true or not, is so not the point! *smile*)

... of course all of the bangles, the birkenstocks and big hoop earrings i rock probably don't help...

but the point is.... india was right! i am not my freakin hair!

so that leads me to the point of this post.... now that i have [temporarily] taken out my locs... i am completely at a loss about what to do with my hair and am seriously considering taking a hot comb to all this hair!!!

because regardless of what anybody thinks... i did not get a fade or locs out of some radical rejection of black cultural values of beauty... i did it because i 1. thought it would be attractive, 2. was tired of spending money on getting my hair done and 3. i am probably the laziest person you will ever meet when it comes to expending energy on things like hair/makeup/clothing.

this isn't to say i don't have an opinion about what black people do and do not consider beautiful... it just means that my hair isn't the way i choose to articulate those opinions...

so the question of the day is...

what do i do now?!

peace.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Mandela's 8 Lessons of Leadership

In honor of his 90th birthday, Time Magazine published an article on Nelson Mandela's 8 Lesson's of Leadership

I encourage you to read the article... But I thought I would share the lessons that I found most poignant

No.1: Courage is Not the Absence of Fear, it's Inspiring Others to Move Beyond It

Mandela talks about how necessary it was to "pretend and, through the act of appearing fearless, inspire others" during his tenure at Robben Island.

Although he was constantly afraid in the prison, he knew that his fear would only function to instill fear in the people who were risking their lives everyday to fight against apartheid outside of the prison.

He knew, that by appearing to be fearless in facing the horrors of Robben Island, he could inspire others to face the horrors of Apartheid.

It's an interesting idea.... and brings up the question of what exactly are the functions of "leaders" and what constitutes "leadership"?

Is it primarily a symbolic label as Mandela seems to suggest? Is leadership merely the ability to inspire/motivate/convince others to accomplish the work that must be done?

And if this is the case, one has to wonder about the ways in which this idea of leadership simultaneously disempowers people.

If "leaders" are never really the ones responsible for the work being accomplished (as one could argue was the case during the Civil Rights Movement, particularly in the ground work of getting major tactics like the March on Washington and the Birmingham Bus boycotts coordinated), and it really is the work of the "community" that creates and sustains movements. Then what does all the credit for the work of these movements being attributed to these symbolic leaders do for the communities feelings of self-assurance?

In a time where the black community is constantly lamenting the lack of "black leadership" and looking for the next protest movement (a la the 60's and 70's). An important question would seem to be whether or not our communities addiction to symbolic leadership has prevented us from recognizing and acting on the (already demonstrated) power in grassroots activism.

No. 8: Quitting is Leading To

This seems to be another poignant lesson for black leadership in the United States.

Mandela was determined to set a precedent for all who followed him — not only in South Africa but across the rest of the continent. He would be the anti-Mugabe, the man who gave birth to his country and refused to hold it hostage. "His job was to set the course," says Ramaphosa, "not to steer the ship." He knows that leaders lead as much by what they choose not to do as what they do.

This seems to speak for itself. The author of the article points out that in many ways, Mandela's greatest legacy as President of South Africa is the way he chose to leave it. When he was elected in 1994, Mandela probably could have pressed to be President for life. But by stepping down, and allowing others to take part in the leadership and development of South Africa, he reached beyond himself and did what was best for his country.

In a time where today's black leaders are the same people who were "black leaders" thirty years ago. It seems that their inability to find the humility to step down and not only allow young black men and women to take on positions of leadership, but to train them to take on those positions of leadership, has paralyzed the evolution of black activism in the United States.

We are stuck in a cycle of trying to recreate the 1960's-70's in a political environment that requires a new form of black politics. Until as a community we are willing to free ourselves from the belief that the civil rights and black power movements were a high point that we are obssessed with trying to reach again, we will continue to cycle through ineffective political strategy after ineffective political strategy.

Mandela's lessons on leadership have a lot to offer us in the United States. I encourage you to take a look at the article and let me know what you think!

peace.