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16
Aug
10

Summer 2010 Colonic Series: Light Privilege, A Blessed Curse

Ok everyone, I’ve been putting this one off for years now, and now it’s time to finally speak about a big elephant in the room of the African-American community.

I will cut right to it……………. we have all seen the “Good and Bad Hair” scene from School Daze, heard the difference between the typical complexion of house negroes versus yard/field negroes, know about the paper bag parties that used to be practiced at Howard, Spelman, Morehouse, and other HBCU’s. We’ve talked about it to the point of exhaustion for as long as the African-American has existed, right? So why is it that we as black folks still deal with and talk about this?

The answer’s pretty simple……. it’s because no matter how much we run away from it, no matter how “inclusive” we have become within Black America (personally and professionally), it STILL matters.

When I was in business school a few years back, I was at an event and ran into an undergrad who at the time was president of the Howard University Student Association. We were talking about something, then I said “Aight man, I see you working that light privilege.” We both fell out laughing about it, but there was a little truth to the joke that I made (just like most jokes we make). Afterwards, I thought about what I just said, and thought that it was interesting, even then, that it’s still a true statement.

Some of you are wondering what I mean when I say “light privilege”. The way I define “light privilege” is how those of African descent who have fairer skin are more likely to be considered beautiful and attractive, intelligent, more pleasant, and “better” than those of darker complexion; not just by our own, but also by “mainstream America” as well. This theme is directly comparable to the Tim Wise theory on White Privilege, and reinforced by a recent blog entry from The Root comparing the media reaction to Two R&B Singing Homewreckers within the Black Community.

To go even further, ask yourself this question: How many more records would Angie Stone, India Arie, and Fantasia had sold if they looked like Alicia Keys, Rihanna, Ciara, or Beyonce? Then ask yourself this… are you subconsciously thinking the latter set of paper bag passing women are automatically better looking? I know I did (in a King Geoffrey Joffer voice). And you know what, so do they, and so does most people. After all, light skinned women are better looking, right?

Let’s be real: To show you how we view fair complexion blacks in our community (from a hater’s perspective) if I described to you a woman who is stuck up, pledged AKA or Delta at a HBCU, always has guys falling all over her, can’t cook, is mean, needy, and will slash your tires if you ever left her………….. or if I described a man who walks in the club, dresses real refined, and is narcissistic, pompous jerk who expects women to holla at him and buy HIM drinks (yes I actually know people like this, and it’s sad); what would be your first image of who this respective female and male could be? It definitely wouldn’t be in the image of Mo’Nique or Rickey Smiley would it?

In some instances, being “light” is not always a blessing; sometimes it can be a “detriment”. Months ago, my big sister in blog at Black ‘n’ Bougie wrote an entry related to how skin color is still an issue, even in 2010. Other than the general theme of the article, what stuck out to me was a conversation she overheard in Walmart about a mother who was glad her son was dark skinned because “She did not want her boy to look like ‘no punk’”. Believe it or not, subconsciously, gangsta rappers excluded, we associate a man’s skin tone with his level of masculinity (and ability to be a protector) in most cases. I didn’t have to deal with that aspect too much until I moved out Southern Cali. Speaking of……….

Now to tell on myself a little bit. Growing up in LA, a city where your body and your looks are the fashion and not your clothes, I had to deal with both the blessings and curses of being of fairer complexion. In LA, most who were of fairer complexion always “got the guy/girl”, especially at my high school. If you were light skinned, had “good hair”, and didn’t have dark brown eyes, you could write your own ticket with the opposite sex. Did I buy into it back in the day? I would be lying if I said no. And honestly (telling on myself here), I even put my hat in the ring back in 11th grade when I rocked the S-Curl and threw some hazel contacts in eyes (only VIP folks get to see the visual evidence of that, so don’t go stalking my facebook photo albums because it’s not there, sorry). Once I did that, the amount of women I knew in high school DOUBLED within a semester. Go figure! By the time I reached senior year, I shut that experiment down and went back to the short cut with regular contacts. The same women would still talk to me, but they weren’t as interested anymore when I stopped playing the “light skinned pretty boy” game, even though I was pegged as a future Kappa all throughout senior year of high school, even by faculty of my high school (no diss to the Nupes, but somebody done told them wrong, LOL).

Has my complexion helped me to get opportunities I wouldn’t have received otherwise over the course of my life? I don’t think so. I believe that I have legitimately earned my place in this world based on what’s in the head, and not what’s on the outside. Of course, some may never vocalize it, but some will believe my looks and skin tone had something to do with it. If looks were that powerful, I would already be further along in my career than I am now. One of these days, we may evolve as a people and begin to stop being hypocrites and hold each other accountable for the way we treat each other the same way we look to hold white Americans accountable for how they treat us. We are all beautiful, dynamic, talented, and special in the eyes of God (in our unique ways), regardless of how much melanin we have. I know this blog entry won’t provide the cure, but at least it calls out that centuries old elephant in the room, which is what my intention was.

What has been your experience with this concept over your lifetime? Has it been more of a blessing or curse for you? We all come from different backgrounds, so our experiences will be different. Go ‘head and share…………

12
Jun
10

Summer 2010 Colonic Series: Black Men and Provision

As most of you know, I haven’t done a lot of writing in a while. There have been a few things that I have wanted to write about, but either I haven’t had enough liquid courage to speak freely on it, or my boys at www.singleblackmale.net have been in my head and got it down before I could. So this summer, I’m going to relieve this mental constipation and get these things out of my mind, off of sidebar gchats, and actually get them down and out.

Earlier today I was taking a “smoke break” from work and came across an article posted on facebook by Carrie Pink about how the label of Golddigger placed on Black Women that was written by a commentator in Essence magazine. The commentary’s premise is that Black Men label women as golddiggers in an effort to skate on the man’s responsibility of being the provider. As I read through this, I couldn’t help but wonder where the disconnect is within the Black culture about this notion of provision for the family by the brothas.

The example I grew up with was a very interesting one to say the least, yet not uncommon. Until I was 11, I grew up in a single parent household where it was just me and my mom, until my mom married my stepdad, who then became the head of household. When I was younger, the actual amount of money my parents made didn’t matter to me. What I observed was a partnership between my mom and stepdad, both business and personal, where both of them shared domestic duties around the house, and made joint decisions on how money was spent in the household.  In the end, it was the accountability of my stepdad to ensure that the house was in order, despite who was bringing in the most money, which changed year to year depending on circumstance.

Like most folks, I base my example of a functional marriage off of what I viewed growing up. But as I have made this journey into my now 30′s (reality check: I’m 30 now), I see that there is definitely a disconnect within the African-American culture about what it means for a man to be the provider for the household. You have so many different messages about the partnership piece in a marriage. I dated someone once where the following conversation took place:

Her: No matter how much money I make, even if I make more money than him, he should be able to provide for the entire family on his check.
Me: So what’s happening with your money?
Her: That’s my money, I do what I want with it. If I want to take that money to go to Monte Carlo, I can do that.
Me: So let’s say he has education loans from school that impact his net income.
Her: If that interferes with his ability to take care of me, then that’s not my problem. He’s clearly not husband material. He needs to either get those loans paid off or get a second job to offset.

Of course, a lot of ladies that just read that conversation would side with the female who made those statements. We as men understand our obligation. However, the theory of “what mama taught us” growing up isn’t always reality, a reality that we don’t always fully think through. I had this convo with one of the admins at my job (a white woman), who said that today’s generation doesn’t want to accept reality before they have to learn the hard way in terms of relationships and marriages. Every woman won’t have the luxury to be a stay at home mom who doesn’t work and only takes care of the kids until they’re in the 1st grade; not many men won’t be in a financial position to pay the household bills AND let you be a “real housewife” (hell, even Lisa Wu-Hartwell works even though she’s a “real housewife”, and arguably will bring in more than her husband over the next 10 years). You might have to live in (gasp) an apartment when you first get married. Nothing happens overnight, and it doesn’t happen yesterday either.

We don’t have enough of our predecessors who are having conversations with brothas and sistas our age about how they were a work in progress (both personally and financially), even when they were married. But they worked it out together, reduced debt together, bought a bomb house together, built up thousands in the bank for savings together. However, if you let some women tell it, a man who doesn’t make more money than her, carries any debt, and doesn’t have enough in the bank to buy that Tiffany’s ring in cash and still have enough in the bank to make that 10% down payment for their first home isn’t a real man. In that case, a lot of men wouldn’t become real men until they were in their 40′s (myself included).

Speaking personally, my future wife will be a woman who is willing to be my partner in all aspects of life (notice I said partner, not charity). Now, I personally know a lot of women who are well to do, make their own money, pay their bills on time. However, some of them never emphasize these traits when talking about getting married and building a family. It’s always about the man and what he’s working with, and hardly about what the woman is bringing to the table. Now, us brothas have to take blame for that to an extent in that we don’t ask the right questions as we journey through courting a woman. For me, I need to know my wife would be in a position to support me and/or the family if something were to happen to me (lost job, illness, death). If I don’t see that trait in you, why would I even take you serious as someone I can ask to marry me? I’m not looking to marry Peggy Bundy.

I say all of this to say: RichBrand has no problem being the provider for the family, but I hope I brought clarity to the problem that some brothas have when they hear that statement from sistas. Now, this is not to excuse the reggins who are scrubbing it on your couch and won’t help you pay the bills, those dudes need Jesus and a job application. But I encourage all of you to go back and talk to those who came before you and get the real story on how they made it and got to where they are now. Also, quit having so many conversations with single people; talk to more married folks and get the real scoop. In addition, pay less attention to B E T and pay more attention to G O D when it comes to deciding what, and who, is right for you (not for your friends or classmates, but YOU).

So now I want to open up the floor to the ladies, and share your experiences (whether single or married) with this subject. Fellas, fell free to chime in on this subject as well.




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