It's been quite some time...about a year to be exact, since I've graced the digital pages of Chicago Now. My initial pitch for a blog proposed the examination of queer life in Chicago, and all of it's awesome qualities, as the gay community is one that I have always felt at home in, and for good reason, besides simply my sexual orientation.
This was thought to be too narrow of a topic with potential to be possibly limiting. Due to this and some snazzy wording that I used in my pitch, " Double Minority", I was asked to write about what was considered to be a topic of wider scope--being a double minority, precisely a Black woman in America.
At first this seemed like a great idea, as this obviously entails pretty much all of my experiences. However, when really thinking about it, when adding those layers of who and what I am-- a spirit having a human experience, a human in the form of a female body, a human female assigned to the black race, a black female living in North America, a black American female living in the Midwest-- the nuances of having this experience become less and less positive and uplifting to tell stories about.
As a person who is very much into energy, energy exchange, and being conscious of the vibrational influence one has on their immediate and non-immediate surroundings, the hardships and inherently negative experiences one is likely to have as a result of being a black woman in this country was not something I felt I was ready to talk about, without being somewhat of a downer, or labeled another "Angry black woman".
Recently I have been thinking more and more about this abandoned topic, and how maybe I was assigned this for a very specific reason. Maybe I was given a voice in this sense because it truly needs to be heard?
In an honest yet eye-flinching tone, Sierra Mannie in an article published by Time Magazine, addresses the appropriation of stereotypical black female qualities among white males in the gay community. Though several heated counter arguments were made, many of Sierra's statements really hit home and reminded me why writing this blog was proving to be a bit hard for me.
"A culture of racism is bad enough, but pairing it with patriarchal structures that intend to undermine women’s advancement is like double-fisting bleach and acid rain." -Sierra Mannie
In spite of this, her utter balls of steel nudged me in such a way that reminded me why I shouldn't be hiding from these issues, despite it's potential unpleasantries.
In the wake of having Big Brother delete a Facebook post that was in heated opposition to the Feed A Child Ad that held heavy racist implications, one could say that a tipping point has been reached.
With all of these things being said, I stand firmly behind refusing to be a victim of circumstances that may take decades to change. Though gazing skyward does not make us any less a part of this dimensional reality and the general consciousness that the modern masses seem to have, awareness of these facets-- including the pure unabashed beauty we all individually embody, due to our unique design, in spite of and transcending structural, societal institutions and the systemic limits they hold--provides an avenue of enlightenment and positive realization that cannot be ignored. Freedom, we have, to fill this fleshy shell with joy.
Yes, we live in the Matrix, but are we of it? I think not.
“Can art change the world? Maybe … we should change the question: Can art change people's lives?” — JR
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