By A Comeaux
I more than love seeing women who look like me, showcased on television and the silver screen alike.
It inspires and encourages me by letting me know that’s its possible. Race is a touchy issue on any platform and media is no exception. The Emmy Awards reminded us that if we are to compete, whether the playing field be fair or not, we are competing against history. We find ourselves hoping for our win collectively, simply on the merit of skin.
While Kerry Washington’s performance is riveting, she is in league of the elite. There is no affirmative action in Hollywood. We see a black woman and see ourselves. We see a black man and see our brother. And when we are not accepted and praised as we feel we should we carry the defeat on our backs.
This is an understandable emotion and a likely attitude amongst others, yet because there’s usually one of ‘us’ our loss’s pinch a bit more sour.
Rooting for your own kind on television seems a likely bet. Until there are five black women on one show, of various shades and sizes, then you see the real claws come out! Where’s the sisterhood then? Where’s our unity and adoration for the well-dressed mistress when there’s more than one groupie to choose from? Are our cheers fake? How can we rant and rave about ‘us’ not getting the accolades we deserve on one show on one network but we don’t demand more from the media we blame for being overlooked? All this to ask, at the height of the show’s run, wouldn’t this have been an opportune time to pitch ‘us’ in more shows?
My real burden in life these days is to be proactive. I’d rather build something fireproof than to put a fire out and blame the chemicals it was made with. I’ve said it here and I’ll say it again, we are a powerful people. Our viewing and buying power supersedes that of most any other. We are loyal to a fault because it’s usually to things, brands and entities that do not consider us their prime market.
That’s interesting. We are not the target market, but we are the most loyal patrons. Our needs, ideas and images aren’t conducive to our progression, but we are the vital force behind the company.
I’d like to see us abrogate the notion that we’re only good enough for one great black hope at a time. How? Forward thinkers are already on it…
A Comeaux is the writer, speaker and actor who poetically paints pictures of life and love with a paradoxical perspective. Follow her on Twitter @KCOSpoke
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