I get banned from Facebook a lot.
My first ban was way back during the era when FB was banning everyone for posting memes with celebrities in them (because of copyright infringement or whatevs.) That ban lasted a day. The next was over something equally as petty and it lasted a bit longer. Then I got banned because some people took offense to some opinionated thing I said about George Zimmerman and reported me, and that's when I learned to not take the bans personal. I read up on Facebook's community standards and made sure I never posted anything that would cause them to show me hateration. And for a while, I was ban-free. Then, one day I cussed out a racist asshole who found my FB fan page after reading my annual Black History Month blog and started calling me racist names and viciously harassing my white female fans who came to my defense. Facebook banned me for about a week or so, but the backlash from them punishing me resulted in the blog that pissed off the loser going viral. (Thanx, loser.) Nobody could understand why Facebook was ok with him calling me a nigger bitch, a gorilla, a welfare queen, and more but banned me for cussing him out without spewing ANY racist, sexist, toxic crap back at him.
I usually ignore dumb asses like him, but when he started coming at my fans, I wasn't having it. I am not polite or politically correct. I cuss people the fuck out. So anyway...
About a week ago, I wrote a post about black love that was inspired by a conversation I'd had with my boyfriend. The post was about the real history of the rift between black men and women, how we got to the point where we are now. Since our couple's Tumblr page began growing in popularity, my boyfriend and I started researching black relationships a lot, stuff like the marriage rate and the stats about fathers not being in the home, etc. And when we realized that most folks don't know the history of how things got so bad in our communities, I decided to post on FB about it. So I wrote about it from my heart, on my personal page. Despite the post being about some serious stuff, it got over 2000 shares. And it wasn't just shared by black folks, but also by hella friends of different races who actually care and consider themselves allies to those combatting issues that affect blacks.
Today I opened the Facebook app on my phone and it suddenly prompted me to log in. At this point, I've been banned so many times that I knew a forced log out meant I was banned, I was just wondering how long I was gonna be on punishment. Imagine my shock when I realized it was over my post about the history of black love in America. Apparently, my message violated Facebook's community guidelines.
Below, I am going to share with you the exact post in question, word for word. Now, I'm not much of an activist. I'm a recording artist and making music is what my life is about. I'm not really part of the afrocentric "conscious" community, and I hate discussing politics so much that I don't even make fun of Donald Trump's comedic ass presidency bid. I'm just an entertainer. With that being the case, I don't understand why my little post about black love that over 2000 people thought was worth sharing was so awful that I deserved to be banned from Facebook for a month. This is so much bigger than an issue of freedom of speech. Why is it bad to talk about black issues? Why am I being punished for speaking about black love?
*UPDATE: I made a video about this and had it posted to my FB page... I broke down this entire rant. With toys. Check it out.**
This is the post:
"Me and my dude were just talking about this!!!!!!!!!! Most black dudes don't seem to notice that the further the rift grows between black women and men, the worse off our people have become socioeconomically. Why? Cuz the breakdown of the black family is the source of our lack of unity! Duh!!! And black chix blame the men but if we being 100 about shit, the actual breakdown of the black family wasn't their fault. There was a time when black dudes had solid JOBS so they could support their families, and in that era they were husbands and father's and all. Keep in mind, this was RIIIIGHT before the Black Power era, which came after the Civil Rights era. Black men were strong and proud at that time. Thennnnn corporations sent alllll them jobs overseas. Now dudes were outta work. Next came the influx of drugs in our communities, followed immediately by the war on drugs which led to mass incarcerations. So hella men either became drug addicts, drug dealers caught up in street life, or prisoners, all this shit taking them outta the home. And KEEP IN MIND, the war on poverty (Welfare) was happening at the same time. Welfare incentivized being unmarried. It's not like they are all "Hey, struggling family with a husband in the home, I know u need some help so wee will give this support until you get on your feet." NOPE. That money was for single mothers. Once she got married, the support she got from the government was reduced down to only 10-20% of what she was getting single! So black women became "independent" cuz what the fuck else could we do? Between housing, Medicare, food stamps, and child care, now the government was taking care of a nigga family. That's where the disenfranchisement began. That's where the rift began. How do we repair that shit? We gotta stop hurting each other. Our allies of other races can't help us with this part, THIS PART is our responsibility.
Black dudes, stop cheating on and hurting and belittling your women. Y'all are hardening us. It's getting worse. Stop. Black chix, stop emasculating and punishing your men. We make them think the grass is greener everywhere else. Society is already sending them that message, don't reinforce it. We need to learn how to Get. The. Fuck. Along. And if u happen to be in an interracial relationship or a same sex relationship, don't u dare start thinking that means u don't need to care about what's happening to your people. U can't opt outta the condition we're in, cuz it still affects u. I know people are still shady about accepting that shit but so what. U are necessary. And those of y'all who think u are just gonna get rich & buy your way outta the black experience.... Even Michelle Obama still deals with racism. A black NBA player recently got beat by a cop and had to sit out the rest of the season. Oprah got followed around a store in another damn country and told she couldn't afford a damn bag she wanted cuz she is black. All this awesome legislation has been passed over the past couple years to get rights for our gay family & friends, but NONE has been passed to reform the way police brutality is handled, an issue that disproportionately affects blacks. We have no power because we have no unity. Last time I checked, the poverty rate of black people was 3 times higher than white people. DO Y'ALL SEE WHERE NOT NEEDING EACH OTHER HAS GOTTEN US?
But what do I know? I'm just a lil musician chick, I write songs for a living. Maybe I'm just a dreamer. But maybe something inside of u is telling u that I'm right. Changing your profile pic to support a cause is cool, but if your ideals don't show up in your actions in real life, u playing."
If you have any ideas about why this post was worthy of a month long ban, please drop me a comment and let me know your thoughts. (I won't be able to reply though, because ChicagoNow's comments section is built on the FB platform. LoL.) More importantly, if this message about black love touched you, please share this blog. Because the narrative of black guys being deadbeats and black women being unlovable is hella prevalent, and it's just not true. It's up to us to share information, despite the fact that there are folks in the world who don't want us to.
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