Black Folks are at the Bottom of the Racial Hierarchy (and yes, there is a racial hierarchy)

Black folks are at the bottom of the racial hierarchy and yes, there is a racial hierarchy.

Fight me.

The trendy trifecta of Diversity, Equity and Inclusion has familiarized most of the country with basic concepts of race and racism. Most are whitewashed and watered down, but there’s at least a conversation. At the policy level, racism is named (even if not wholly) and acknowledged as immoral.

As we broaden our understanding and deepen the work toward the liberation of all people, we are met with resistance. The deeper we go and the more intersections we come upon, the more folks are asked to examine their power and privilege. The discomfort is felt by all and it makes us reluctant to push through the ick to get to the truth and a step closer to liberation. Nobody wants to feel like they benefit from the oppression of others. Continue reading “Black Folks are at the Bottom of the Racial Hierarchy (and yes, there is a racial hierarchy)”

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Friendly Allies vs. Unchecked Foes

The Pacific Northwest is really white. How white? Well…..

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Having lived in this sea of whiteness the majority of my life, I’ve had to face many battles with white supremacy. Being called “nigger” by a white relative, people avoiding elevator rides or sitting next to me on the bus, hair touching, work place discrimination, and all the microagressions in between. I also have to deal with a great deal of closeted racism that has gone unchecked due to the lack of non-whites the white folks here interact with. I don’t know. It might not be a regional thing. But it sure feels like it sometimes. I don’t know how else to explain it. Continue reading “Friendly Allies vs. Unchecked Foes”

So, About That Wage Gap…..

“It’s time for women. Equal means equal. The truth is the older women get, the less money they make. The highest percentage of children living in poverty are in female-headed households. It’s inexcusable that we go around the world and we talk about equal rights for women in other countries and we don’t…..It’s time for all the women in America, and all the men that love women and all the gay people and all the people of color that we’ve all fought for to fight for us now.” – Patricia Arquette
Source: Time

If you haven’t heard, there’s a big fuss over Miss Arquette’s speech at the Oscars last night. So much fuss that the above referenced article from Time.com is asking everyone to stop giving her a hard time because of it. That said, I won’t give her a hard time. I won’t even address her. I will simply explain why what she said upset so many people(other than the implicit tone that the fight gays and people of color has ended). And don’t worry, this will be short sweet and to the point. Continue reading “So, About That Wage Gap…..”

Cop Killers vs. Killer Cops

It’s always fascinating to see how quickly blame shifts. As soon as there is an opportunity to point and say “Well look at what they did,” the weak and irresponsible pounce. It’s like with my kids. My son will do something wrong to my daughter and get in trouble but as soon as he finds something she’s done wrong he starts the, “But Payton did…” blues. Mind you, they are 6 and 7, but grown folks use the same tactics.

This weekend I heard of a Black man shooting two police officers and I knew what would follow. Blame shift city. Suddenly the anti-police brutality protestors are to blame for the shooting. A shooting only one man committed. But like all groups of people, when there is a threat to few, the whole gets defensive and wants to protect themselves from suffering the same plight. It’s natural. Continue reading “Cop Killers vs. Killer Cops”

Why I Don’t Care About Ferguson

Pardon my bluntness….

I am sick and tired of people policing the reactions of others in regard to the police brutality in Ferguson. Police brutality and racial inequality are issues that myself and many others have always been concerned with, have always spoke about. 75% of my writing is about inequality. This isn’t something new. Continue reading “Why I Don’t Care About Ferguson”

Demanding Our Lives Be Valued

Because this is MY blog with MY name on it that I used MY money to pay for, please believe I will say whatever I want on it. There will be absolutely no sugar-coating in this post, so if you like your truth with a little sweetness, just stop reading now.

In case you didn’t know, sh*t just got real. I don’t know if it was the full moon or the fact that we don’t have many sports on TV to keep us distracted, but whatever it is, the murder of Mike Brown has unleashed something inside the Black community that has been building for a while. This is not a new issue. This is a problem that has been going on for half of a millennium. Read that again. Half of a damn MILLENIUM. The self-assigned power that they have given themselves to decide the value of our bodies. This is more than Mike Brown. This is more than Trayvon Martin. This is more than Eric Garner. This is more than Yashawnee Vaughn, who the police may not have killed, but surely made it clear that her life had no value in their eyes.

How many times do we have to be told that we’re worthless before we get mad? How many marches and peaceful rallies before we’re fed up? What is going on in Ferguson is long overdue. Are you surprised? Imagine, you have a pit bull. You train it to fight, you starve it, you kick it for no reason, you kill its puppies, you treat it like shit. How long before it bites your hand off? You cannot be surprised by this. Black people have been mistreated and devalued since before this country existed. It was only a matter of time before we snapped….again. Continue reading “Demanding Our Lives Be Valued”

Show Some Respect

After reading the comments on a news story about people of color and their issues with the police, I was compelled to share a story and offer some insight about showing respect when dealing with cops. I typically don’t read the comments section on news sites to avoid being annoyed by trolls, but since I contributed to the story, I let curiosity get the best of me.