It Don’t Feel Right
I don’t let much get to me. Especially on the internet. There’s enough going on IRL and, in the midst of leading a family and living my dream (which are intertwined), who has time for the drama?
But when I read this post on Why I Stalk a Sexy Black Woman on Twitter, I couldn’t click away in silence.
I encourage you to read it and then come back to the rest of this post.
Current media — particularly this year with the CNN Specials and online commentary about black women — has been dumping their trash on my sisters’ heads and I’m sick of it.
They are going to say what they’re going to say and usually not in a complimenting light, so the only thing that can bring balance is to stand up and share the real rhetoric that embraces the whole story. I have been raised, educated and uplifted by black women my entire life and I’ll be damned if I let this shit continue to be spread without my voice in the mix.
Yes, I cursed. You’re welcome.
I don’t know if my comment will make it onto their post, so I decided to share it below:
This post is more ignorant than racist (IMO). For every black woman on Twitter who rocks a flirty, bathroom head shot and goes from Jesus-freak to just plain “freak” in her tweets — there are a myriad of intelligent, black female lawyers, doctors, authors and artists who tweet positive musings while letting their Jesus-freak/encouragement/global consciousness/business promotion flags fly.
Am I turning a blind eye to the ones you illustrate in your post? Hell no. There ARE some questionable, goo-goo monsters on Twitter and they come in an array of colors and cultures.
But (once again) black women seem to be the only statistical sample chosen when illustrating foolishness.
I acknowledge and respect your right to tell the story you want to tell. This is my two cents:
I see this post as (yet another) pile of pointless, bullshit rhetoric — wrapped in a clever, traffic inducing headline and dumped on my sisters and I’m sick of it. . . I really, really am.
I was raised by a black woman (and man), married a black woman and my children were born of a black woman. I have experienced their love, pain, wrath, confusion and support from the cradle to my Twitterstream.
This, Joel Johnson, is NOT the quintessential depiction of a black woman…on Twitter or otherwise.
I would be thrilled to share some Twitter handles of black women who defy your analysis.
But my question is, would you write about them?
I’m not discounting those outside my race, who have helped and encouraged me in my life. This is just not the conversation right now. I’m talking about black women and the way people like Joel Johnson find amusement in depicting the worst, most inaccurate account of MY sisters. And trust, he is only one cog in a grandiose machine that loves to churn BS about my black women.
Again, I say the only real way to address their right to freely share their depictions is to counteract it with our own.