I’m sick of following my dreams. I’m just going to ask them where they’re going and hook up with them later.
but she was just being OH so MEAN about white people though, amirite?
seriously, when black people talk about racism, we know what we’re talking about.
Oh Black History Month.
This photo fascinates me because it expresses a dynamic that you don’t often see between men and women, with a man taking on the adoring role and the woman drinking it all in.
I go to school in NH. There is a VERY high rate of trans-racial adoption in the Upper Valley, and when I tell you those poor little black girls always have the most unfortunate heads of hair, I am not lying. We do hair days for them every once in a while, but I really wish more of their white adoptive parents would just LEARN how to do it. Yes, it takes patience. Yes, it is very different from dealing with white hair. No, it is not impossible.
I saw a little girl in the grocery store once and she pointed me out to her adoptive aunt and said “HER HAIR LOOKS LIKE MINE!!!” with the biggest smile on her face, and I swear to you my heart broke right then. And when I asked her aunt if she wanted a list of resources to learn how to care for her niece’s hair (and a list of inexpensive products I use on my own hair), she said yes and was amazed by how easy it could be.
Seriously, if you are going to adopt a black child, LEARN HOW TO DO YOUR CHILD’S HAIR. Learn how to give that child what they need as a BLACK child. I am not uniformly against trans-racial adoption, but people who adopt children of color for cool/cookie points or adopt children of color without bothering to understand what they are getting into and how to nurture that child in every way possible—INCLUDING racial sensitivity, understanding, etc.—will always get a side eye from me.
BLESS THIS POST!!!
this was hilarious!
Accurate post is accurate
CNN | Tiya Miles | 2/27/12
African American history, as it is often told, includes two monumental migration stories: the forced exodus of Africans to the Americas during the brutal Middle Passage of the Trans-Atlantic slave trade, and the voluntary migration of…
Rape culture is a culture in which people who have survived a violent crime are asked to laugh about it because other people think it’s funny.
When I’m on the train, I read my favorite gay magazine. I can’t remember having ever seen someone who looks like me on the cover. When I read it I see more ads - for underwear, cologne, cruises, hotels, and clothes - with people who don’t look like me. None of the writers look like me, nor are there any stories about anyone who looks like me. When I finally see an advertisement with someone who shares my skin color, the advertisement is for HIV medication.
While I’m waiting for my friend in the gayborhood hotspot I notice that none of the bartenders, DJs, or waiters look like me, nor do most of the clientele. Out of boredom, I fiddle around with the Grindr mobile dating app on my iPhone. My screen is filled with different faces, bodies, and torsos of men in the area. One particularly handsome man attracts my attention, until I read the “NO ASIANS” typed in angry capped letters on his profile. I wonder how I would feel if I were Asian.
After having a few drinks with my friend, I walk home through the garment district in midtown Manhattan. I see a gay male couple walking hand in hand down the street. They also do not look like me. In fact, they look like they could be in one of the gay cruise ads I see in my favorite magazine. Their relaxed and happy faces turn frightened when they see me, and they immediately cease holding hands and separate. On this late night in an unfamiliar area of the city, I am not seen as a member of the LGBT community. I am black. I am male. I am a threat.
What’s shocking is when I read on Grindr or something else “Aryan for same”.
It’s like, “W… what?”
One time I actually read “übermensch” in a Grindr profile.
This always pisses me off. Always. I don’t get how it’s so common place to be so explicitly racist/prejudice.
Anything you call us will be wrong. None of us know what ethnicity we are; Africa is fucking huge. “African” is not an ethnicity. To simply call us “black” or “African american” is to generalize all of africa…but Ethiopian people are ethnically different from Egyptian people who are different from Somali who look nothing like Algerians. Don’t call me black; I probably will never know exactly what ethnicity I am. Sad.
There is no politically correct term for people of color who’s great-grandparents were slaves. We don’t know where they came from.
Upon entering this country, everyone with dark skin was called “nigger.” Period.
I don’t necessarily agree with not using the term “black” but this post has a valid point and is something I think more people need to understand in the long run.