{not when darker black chicks are still backdrop and shade for lighting the high and yellow}
some crazy shit is happening.
i guess i came to this whole bey thing late. I only became aware because i watched the superbowl and then on yesterday's news stream, i saw commentary, i had no idea it was a thing. but i had some views of my own. first of all, if you dont follow this child and she figures not in your life, you miss a whole lot, as I did in this video. but also because i had such a peculiar life, I am in tuned of almost everything , once alerted to the elements. so i know of this color thing, but i did not see it in the video as much, perhaps too cause bey is a red light chick with dark honeys surrounding her, so no shock to see her daughter in the same. but i am loving that this particular writer is pointing stuff out
and after this I want to stop talking about bey unless and until she shows up telling me that she wants to fund me for the rest of my life and days, my living, sustenance, explorations and businesses. i really wish she would. and no i did not know she had done any thing any where in the world/ and ok, i will be grateful but shit compared to the massive hell of things happening and the needs and demands, I am not impressed. you know i tried to develop this idea once before but i write into it again. there needs to be an agency of professionals where wealthy rich black folk from around the globe can come to for advice of where to place their money, they already have a list and system of projects, agents, referrals, screenings. they make it their business to consider all the elements that you now are perusing, so can give you an immediate list of possibilities based on your preferences. an agency like that. all about social justice, black economic lobby and global caucus.
"I can’t help but wonder why the two little girls in the video playing with Blue are significantly darker than her and dressed like old women afraid of the sun while Blue shines, hand on hip, in a sundress."
now. this is also deep for another reason. had marathon sleep last night into this morning. ten hours i think. and i was last dreaming ..seems as if someone entered me or i was successful in some competition, with three other people, two black females, one black male . we were given a wad of cash, like $20K, shipped to new york, in a hotel, and I dont know what we were supposed to be doing, and yes, we had just gotten there. I was still in wow about my hotel. reminds me best about the madison where i stayed in 2007, large, expansive and suites like apartments. and in the dream i had flashes of exchanges with the other three. the guy ended up getting his money stolen and we watched from a distance to see how it became infused that perhaps he stole the money, i remember staying distant from that view and keeping a mind that his story could very well be true. i remember chatting to the girls in a snarky tone about noticing the pics and masks on the wall. they were masks of all black women. on the wall. two in my room/apt I saw., but it was only the salon area. and it seemed to me in the dream, i was a social justice firebrand/ i seem to be comical about it, snarky and sardonic, sarcastic too.
so to read this article is kind of amusing
here we go. continuing to soldier on
"Having grown up black-Black (read: dark-skinned) in colorstruck New Awlins, hearing someone, particularly a woman, make a distinction between Creole and “Negro” is deeply triggering. This isn't just for me but for many New Orleanians."
"For generations, Creoles—people descended from a cultural/racial mixture of African, French, Spanish and/or Native American people—have distinguished themselves racially from “regular Negroes.” In New Orleans, phenotype—namely “pretty color and good hair”—translates to (relative) power."
now what is amusing to me is that in the caribbean and here in trinidad, there are so many aspects to the term creole. they refer it to european based/derivative people, but never to mixed black people, ./ i am confused as to the distinction between here and there but i know what is creole in the US aint called creole here.
"For generations, Creoles—people descended from a cultural/racial mixture of African, French, Spanish and/or Native American people—have distinguished themselves racially from “regular Negroes.” In New Orleans, phenotype—namely “pretty color and good hair”—translates to (relative) power."
"In this context, people who are light skinned, with non-kinky hair and the ability to claim a Creole heritage have had access to educational, occupational, social and political opportunities that darker skinned, kinkier-haired, non-Creole folks have been denied. In many ways, among those of us who are not Creole and whose skin is dark brown, the claiming of a Creole identity is read as rejection. And I’m not just talking about history books or critical race theory. I’m talking about on-the-ground, real-life experiences."
"These women’s testimonies only confirmed what I had always known: that much of the investment in Creole identity is predicated on a vehement rejection of Blackness."
"So while it may seem innocent that Beyoncé describes herself as a mixture of Creole and “Negro,” this particular celebration of her self invokes a historical narrative that forces some of us to look at her sideways. Even in the midst of her Blackest Blackity Black Blackness, we find remnants of anti-Blackness. And yet, we still rock with her."
uhM! not me. i not rocking no where with bey. she not taking me for no rides on her circus elephant. i might mess up and find me somewhere under an abandoned tunnel with no way out. and i am already drowning well enough already. i love how this article accurately states this black bey is just one of her iterations. gettfoh. i was not born yesterday.. i am too old to be getting snookered. imma leave that for you kinds much younger with less excuses.
the fact that i never heard this lady's voice or saw her presence once in the midst of all our traumas and stories?! i am afraid is the same thing as described above.//remnants of antiblackness and rejection, if noto the safe alliance that is secret, silent and hidden. us black folk got too many bodies to make that shit acceptable. that is the shit white people do. (*side eye)
i have no great analysis. i have no personal stuff. what i do have is a laser sharp eye to see reality as it is, for what it is. I know colorism is HUGE. still. I hail it out all the time. and just cause bey just found her self a black god somewhere in somebody's closet, dont mean i am sending up balloons at her party. i aint popping none either. lets just say, i am happy, but not impressed/ and that is indicative of how much we are all carrying. if we are honest.
good morning
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