De-Conditioning: Why You Can’t Say Nigga

Today’s lesson is simple.

Nani: If we were on a plantation and someone said nigga get me a glass of water, I’m going to turn around you’re not.

PERIOD NIGGA.

Why did my 8th grade social studies teacher Allegra, have all those black garbage bags?

She made us pick cotton for the duration of an hour. Robbie, Wesley and Malcolm were in the same class, so they allied threatening to tell on her. I was on my own, the only black person in the room. Every time we complained that our fingers hurt she replied “well now you know how the slaves felt.” How do you argue with a quip like that? I did say something when she made me, of all people, collect the cotton though.

The tips of my fingers burned and numbed, my knuckles ached from constant crooking. Pulling the thinnest layer of cotton off those big ass seeds, all that work for barely anything…I picked in a comfortable classroom on 76th and York Avenue. My ancestors picked in fields under the sweltering sun, until they could no longer stand, passing out, sans sustenance, for the duration of their life.

If earning the word means so much to you, I would be overjoyed to help. We can get a plantation, you can pick the cotton, do all the manual work, build a country on blood, sweat and tears, by force (not choice) and when the mood strikes I’ll strike you. As to ensure the full experience, until the skin on your back leathers and scars. And that would be going easy on you, as that’s only a fraction of the cruelty in the black experience. Do you want to earn the word? Didn’t think so. Special dedication to Ed Westwick and his girlfriend, she’s quicker to use the word than say sorry. Artist: Shaylin Wallace

De-Conditioning: Don’t Invalidate Feelings

First and foremost let me make clear, it is not my job to teach you about racism. It’s an institution that affects everyone (whether it benefits or oppresses), you have access to resources like the internet and libraries. Watch a documentary, read a book. Don’t be self-absorbed, walk a day in someone else’s shoes. However, I understand the need to learn, to understand and want to help those who are at a complete loss. This series is called De-Conditioning, based on my theory that everyone is conditioned until they aren’t. We pass down the traits to our offspring that have helped us survive, depending on who you are it could mean you are programmed to entitlement, or to stay safe by being subservient. The importance of ancestry. These traits are passed down through epigenetic’s, the expression of gene’s without changing the structure of one’s DNA. Fortunately for us these expressions can be modified.

Society dictates that white people are the default human, everything else is other and “white culture” is normative. Band-aids and ballet shoes are made the color of caucasian skin tones then labeled “normal.” What does that make everyone else? If you’re white these are things you don’t think about, but if you aren’t all you notice are all the ways your existence has been erased, or made secondary. When the world caters to your needs (which was granted through violent and immoral tactics) it’s easy to drown out everybody else, even if it’s unintentional.

In February I was furious when actor turned influencer Ed Westwick, his girlfriend and a “producer” victimized themselves after trolling me. His girlfriend decided to copy me, from recreating the same photos, to taking work from this very website. I called them out giving them ample time to apologize. She cried (Karen behavior) and he babied her. Both felt it was okay, because I’m a black woman the “lesser” gender and race. My feelings didn’t matter. To top it off, other white women (and a black actress) felt it was my job to let it go, to move on, to eat shit. They could have taken the same time to hold all parties accountable, but I was the one who had to fix it, even though they created the situation. This is a typical and unacceptable response. A person of color expresses how they feel, only to have their feelings invalidated. When people do this it perpetuates this false truth that we are secondary, our feelings having to get your approval to be real, because until the white person agrees your voice doesn’t matter.

Stop invalidating the feelings of colored people. If a p.o.c tells you they felt someone was behaving in a manner that made them feel uncomfortable, listen. This person knows what they are talking about, for you it’s a complaint, for us it’s a survival mechanism that’s been fine tuned and passed down. We know when someone is racist, because it’s a matter of life or death for us. Stop shaming the victim, accusing them of playing the race card. It’s not a card, it’s their reality.

Have you ever had your feelings invalidated? How did that make you feel?

Keep that feeling.

Have you ever invalidated someone else’s feelings?

Go back to when you felt unheard, now you know how it feels when you do the same to a colored person.

The fact that this even has to be a conversation is evidence that you see people as other. See people as the collection of their experiences, not their skin tone, but as human because that’s what we are.

Via: Images You Won’t See On TV