Shite White Girls Say To Black Girls
OH MY GOD. Is this what PTSD feels like? Is this like when they said “don’t do acid cause 10 years later you’re going to be on the highway and you will FLASH BACK TO YOUR DRUG ADDLED YOUTH AND DIE?” Except less drugs and I’m on my couch? Ali H., is that you????
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SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE
I’M GETTING OFF ON JARVIS, BABY…. SO LET’S WALK.
Welcome to Edgewater, y’all. Also, Awkward White Girl Looking Pointedly Out the Window, I feel you.
Oh my god this is so great. Like, is this is a safe space? This is a safe space. Okay. Like the angry black woman stereotype is hella problematic, and reductive, and harmful to black women, but sometimes IRL all I want to do is yell at people and threaten to hurt them with my accessories. This is wrong! I know it is wrong. And yet. One time at a party some girl did….something, I was drunk she was drunk maybe she blinked who knows, but I definitely kept loudly and pointedly referring to her as “little girl” as in “Little Girl, come talk to me one more time” and ” Little Girl you need go home to your momma.” I was drunk! She made me mad!
Okay. The Race Place! with Alexis. Should I start carrying mace?
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Yo, feeling this, let’s make it happen.
Maybe something about tanning salons instead? Like, whenever people (white people) talk about tanning I completely tune out. Going T-wording?
This is only because I am commited to being on a yacht at least once in my life, and I feel like I will need to say “Yacht-club,” possibly, to make that happen. Because everything is all about me.
I read bell hooks for the first time in 11th grade, and I think there are still little pieces of hair and grey matter, stuck to the walls of my room in my old house, from where my mind was completely and irrevocably blown.
I am still disappointed that none of my classes have had her on their reading list. Real Talk: The Sosc Discussion About Race That No One Likes And Is Terrible, would be more enjoyable and less of the worst thing ever if they threw in bell hooks. But she isn’t dead! So probs not.
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Not being racist is not some default starting position. You don’t simply get to say you’re not a racist; not being racist — or a sexist or a homophobe — is a constant, arduous process of unlearning, of being uncomfortable, of eating crow and being humbled and re-evaluating. It’s probably hard to start that process if you’ve been told that every thought you have is golden and should be given voice, and that people who are offended by what you say are hypersensitive simpletons.
HIPSTER RACISM (click through)
Hard on the heels of my discussion about liberal sexism, I think it’s time to talk about hipster racism. I’m borrowing the term “hipster racism” from Carmen Van Kerckhove over atRacialicious, because it really is a perfect word to describe the…
There actually was a specific day and time I started to dismiss the term African-American as silly and misleading. It was after I heard Teresa Heinz refer to herself as an African American. Heinz, the wife of Massachusetts Sen. John Kerry, happens to be a Caucasian woman. But she also can credibly claim to be African-American: She was born and raised in Mozambique, a country in the southeast of Africa. As a naturalized U.S. citizen from an African country, Heinz has every right occasionally to refer to herself as an African-American. But for that reason, I will not do the same as it relates to me. If a wealthy, white, Bostonian — who shares little history or identity with me or people who look like me or from whom I am descended — can attached the appellation “African-American” to herself, I think American black people should lay the term off to the side and move on.
I am black … not African-American | Richmond Times-Dispatch
I have preferred the term “Black American” since 4th grade when my class decided that Peter Scrogie, who was a white South African, and I should date since we were both “from Africa.” OH GEORGIA. (as usual, avoid the comments)
I saw Stevie Wonder! I have no idea what the fuck he was doing at the event, but he was like 20 ft away from me. I tried to take a cellphone picture, but it was too dark.
Today was a day of minority stereotypes being perpetuated in the most hilarious of ways. and BREAKING! Not all black people can dance/have rhythm! This was learned the hard way.
Every 4th of July, PBS hosts “A Capitol Fourth” (wordplay!) the big celebration for our country’s birthday, hosted in its lovely capitol city on the National Mall.
*IMPORTANT DC FACT*
The National Mall, or The Mall, is not a shopping mall! It is the large green strip of land in downtown DC that hosts all of the fancy memorials and free (FREE!) national museums. Also Congress is there. But what’s most important, is that the Mall is great for Frisbee, if you’re into that.
There’s lots of singing, fireworks, cannons and other displays of impressive military force. And cheesy jokes aplenty.
On July 3rd, A Capitol Fourth has its dress rehearsal. This is also free and open to the public. It is also less crowded. I went this year and it was pretty fun! Gladys Knight wasn’t there, so that disappointed a lot of people (Read: the black families in attendance, especially mine). Her stand-in was a white lady who couldn’t dance, so that was funny. Our host for the night was the guy who was President on West Wing, after the first guy stopped being President. He is famous? David Archuleta did a very nice job with the national anthem. He really needs to get a hair cut. Reba Mcentire was awesome, the end.
People have been setting off fireworks for the past three days. They will not stop until every goddamn firework in the city has been set off, which will take until Tuesday I imagine. It sounds eerily similar to gunfire, and I’m sure I could make some sort of “Murder City” joke, but I won’t, mostly because I have new meds that make me the sleepiest.
I did sing along to “I’m Proud To Be an American,” because I am, and everyone who is should be. We’re [Americans] really fucking lucky to be citizens of this nation, and for every single complaint we make, however justified, we need to remember all the reasons that living in this country makes us some of the most privileged motherfuckers on the weirdass rock we call the earth.
The American Dream may be messed up as hell, and this country was built on a foundation that we shouldn’t be 100% proud of, but goddamn if we haven’t done some cool ass shit. And the Constitution is kind of the best legal document, and our Founding Fathers deserve a high-five, even the shitty racist ones. Maybe they get a low-five, or a fist bump.
Today= Win
