What’s good, Medium?
I have my own thoughts, desires and goals outside of my family, hypothetical children and a man. That already does not bode well for me
I will never in a million years “fix a plate for my man”
I’m part of the Black Feminist Agenda and we’re feeling pretty good about our plans to Destroy The Black Heterosexual Family after our immense success with sabotaging Nate Parker’s film
Britney Spears in that “Dump Him” shirt is my patronus
2. Tracy Bates’ epic take down of the New York Times’ piece on minority gun ownership:
There is a good old boys network thriving and alive in this country, and most people know it. It’s seen in the operation of the criminal justice system and the political process. The NRA plays the game well, and everyone knows that, too. Gueno might want to remember that the stigma he speaks of was perfectly honed within the NRA itself. Did it not occur to either of these men that many African Americans have no interest in the NRA, simply because we don’t feel the NRA has people’s best interests at heart? That all we see is lobbying for self-interest and self-preservation, as opposed to any genuine care about the interests of gun-owning, non-White communities? Instead of addressing gun violence in minority neighborhoods (as cited in the article), the NRA would argue this is why more guns are needed, just like it does with mass school shootings (a predominately White male phenomenon). The NRA responds by saying, “More guns!” as if guns are a panacea, but does minimal public work to address the issues that come with gun-prolific society.
3. Chloe Greene breaks down a shocking display of white privilege outside the National Museum of African American History and Culture:
It would have been nice if the National Museum of African American History and Culture was not another privileged space. It would have been nice if this was a place where I would not worry about being violated and traumatized. Instead it’s another place where two beautiful black boys had to stand by watching their family attempt and fail to protect them. The place where these black children were reminded for probably the millionth time that it doesn’t matter whether you are just existing or resisting. As a black person you are always in danger and you will always be the last considered, the last valued and the first violated when the preservation of whiteness is at stake. Instead of being reminded of our beauty and celebrating our achievements, those were the lessons we were reminded of at the opening.