If you’ve spent any time on Tumblr, you’ll see there’s a variety of art, quotes, inspiration, fan fic and lots and lots of gifs from different sources. I will usually post a dozen mini-blogs across social networks, but today I’m going to start sharing them at the main site as well. Some things are silly. Others though-provoking. All are interesting tidbits into the minds of those who share. And all always remember that sharing is not an automatic endorsement.
Signs that black women are winning? The standard-fare DBR antics on “Black” Twitter using anti-BW hashtags and allowing non-blacks to join in mocking black women this weekend shows that there is a fear from the loss of the mule, mammy and cash cow status as MORE black women wake up and flee Blackistan. So…hurrah for their pettiness and keep it moving ladies!
I saw this recipe for Nigel Slater’s Chicken with Apricots and Coconut Milk and did a happy dance. It’s all at once creamy without being heavy and packed with flavor because lemongrass and coconuts are a divine combo. You know I have to do my recipe remixes, so I’d add purple potatoes, or jasmine rice, brown rice or even Asian noodles. Either way, it’s all delicious!
Speaking only for myself, I make very conscious choices for what I media I consume and whom I give support to. I’ve put my neck on the line publicly in promoting black women free agency and addressing gross imbalances. I don’t have to agree with every aspect of a characterization of a tv show if I see significant areas where there’s sustainable growth (and a shift in the plot). I will say that blind consumption of anything and everything with minimal initiative in creating an industry of one’s own is a problem. To that end, I’m continually working at generating new resources and hope to connect with like-minded people, building alliances.
Nothing is stagnant and there’s always room to create opportunities.
I am recommending everyone go see the film Twelve Years A Slave, particularly those who so casually went to see a film released last year that used Ni**er 150 times for entertainment and turned the horrors of chattel slavery of Africans into a Looney Tunes-style caper. I am recommending everyone go see the film who wants a thoughtful, yet unabashed story of triumph that doesn’t dumb the story down for an audience. All in all it was a bargain to complete at $21M. I am recommending everyone go see the film to get a taste of what it was like for people to survive the Black Holocaust. If we don’t correctly remember what our ancestors overcame, how can we maximize the opportunities that came from their sacrifice?
In the hands of another director, I’d be extremely wary of any nuance or respect for the ways people lived and died centuries ago. It could have easily been too heavy-handed revisionist or too heavy-handed in reinforcing hopelessness. As a fan of Steve McQueen‘s previous films, Hunger and Shame as well as his mixed media art, I believe he put his best foot forward with this project. It’s unfortunate this film is on the tail end of so much drivel from coonfests with much bigger budgets like The Butler or Mammy Revisited with the likes of The Help, but it is what it is.
We can deconstruct and critique the finished product for what it is after the fact. We can of course question why this film got funded and promoted and whether there are any negative messages disseminated. And yes, I’m aware it is very much a male story, but there were key portions of the book described in detail that were included in the film that impact the women in the story. I am also aware the co-screenwriter also had a hand at co-writing Red Tails, but the problem with that film didn’t end with the script but the director’s choice in erasing African American women from history by cutting them out of the movie.
I was in a Facebook forum on women utilizing relationship techniques where someone posted a video clip from a comedian’s talk show. If you’re familiar with the title of her book, then you know who ripped it off. Perhaps you weren’t around when we first highlighted this situation of intellectual property theft back in 2009 and didn’t realize it was the dirt that occurred. I was compelled to bring these mostly non-black women up to speed on who they were even remotely legitimizing in error. I took a breath and quickly filled them in.
Since that opportunist was mentioned I had to revisit the site of the original creator of such an affirming book written with love for women to better themselves. I’m relieved to hear author Sharon P. Carson’s copyright case against him is still active and I hope she wins millions. In the meantime, I really appreciate her attitude of trust that everything will work out to her benefit in the end. May it be so.
Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.
Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the same spot. Unable to find the doll he composed a letter from the doll and read it to her when they met.
“Please do not mourn me, I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will write you of my adventures.” This was the beginning of many letters. When he and the little girl met he read her from these carefully composed letters the imagined adventures of the beloved doll. The little girl was comforted.
When the meetings came to an end Kafka presented her with a doll. She obviously looked different from the original doll. An attached letter explained: “my travels have changed me… “
Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll. In summary it said: “every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.”