Let’s Talk About Race

So You Want to Talk About Race

I started writing about my fears for my community and my family. I had started to see myself, and once you start to see yourself, you cannot pretend anymore.

So You Want to Talk About Race by
Ijeoma Oluo.

I ask every one of my white friends and Fam to read this book. I ask any and all white strangers, both in and outside the U.S. to read this book. I ask that all junior high schools and high schools in the U.S. add it to their regular curriculum. I ask that it be adapted for elementary students, and a children’s book for Pre-K.

Please. ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ

#Racism #Education #SilenceIsRacism

Done, son

45 racist Pocahontas statement This surreal bullshit right here is why I no longer just gossip about TV shows and celebs on Twitter, or Facebook, for that matter. Seriously, I used Facebook to play Farmville and frivolously chat and/or talk smack about my favorite shows, books, movies and Brad Pitt. ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿพ

And I even did so while the first Black President of the United States held office. For eight Obama years, I put up with racist crap in my town under the fake as fuck claim of “politics.” (Tea Party, anyone?)
No.๐Ÿคš๐Ÿพ

Bitching about Bush (pick one or both), Clinton, and any president in years past – that was politics. The unbelievable micromanaging and sabotage done to Obama’s administration – that was (still is) racist. Made even more clear (as if that was necessary to those in the know) by the statements made after the fact, during the 2016 election:
“Obama ruined race relations in the U.S.” and “What are you complaining about? We had/voted for a Black man for president.” (Shades of “I’m not racist; I have a Black friend.”)

But I’m fucking well past done with this horrific Administration and the House and the way both are pissing on ALL Americans. I was well past done with people in power targeting PoC and women before I was born. But this methodical and irresponsible destruction of everything a Black man put in place (within the confines of a racist AF House) for no other reason than because Obama did it (seriously, how old are these motherfuckers in the White House and Senate?) and God forbid, tried to help people (and yes, we know it wasn’t perfect; see “confines of racist AF House”), is narcissistic, sociopathic, white-supremacist insanity and it’s destroying our country.

I’m not a big fan of politics; never have been. I enjoy using social media to doink around, snark, laugh and gossip. I was perfectly fine frolicking about my life without a political care in the world – even when George W. was in office. (Although I bitched about him and still do cause 9/11). I bitched about Bush,
yet at the same time, wasn’t actually terrified that he was destroying our country from the inside-out.

I actually resent the fact that 45 and his ChumpTools administration force me to step outside my comfort zone. I hate that I actually know who senators are now. I greatly dislike that rather than chill with a great Kresley Cole novel, I’m leaving messages in Washington D.C. voicing my ever-growing and apparently never fucking ending concerns!

More than anything, I hate that I feel the impact and consequent ripple effect of 45’s innate misogyny and racism in my town, my state, my country. And I hate that I see how many just ignore it or dismiss it. Or worse, normalize it.

Since my voice isn’t permitted to be via the local paper (cause yeah, “politics” ๐Ÿ™„), I’m going to share it across what media I can. I’ve never been one to live in a bubble with my head in the sand and my mouth shut. And, most importantly, my kids agree they’d rather their Mom speak out against wrongs than play it safe and quiet.

So… Even though I don’t post here often, my Facebook – like my Twitter for some time now – is about to ๐Ÿ›‘ being all sunshine, rainbows and offspring.
Won’t let it slide anymore; this is My country too. ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ
#SilenceIsRacism #Privilege

Erasing History

I really don’t want to hear one more exclamation about the erasing of “our history” with statue/monument removal.

I remember well the disturbing, pathetic, shameful lack of information in my school textbooks.

Slave auction
Slave auction: Forcibly dividing families, willful dehumanization of people based on skin color and origin.
The summarized paragraph or two of Native and African American history versus chapters upon chapters of European history. I knew more about the French Revolution, the Spanish Inquisition, as a youth in the US education system, yet “Roots” and the forced sterilization of Native American women was a vacant slot until older.

Girl by tipi
Young girl stands beside tipi.
There is no need to continue to honor symbols of oppression. Put the damn things in a museum, because let’s not be doomed to repeat. Recall that these are things that venerate those who erased literal human beings.

If you complain about erasure, you don’t know what erasure means. So, yeah. Just have a seat.