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While I was at home with my mom this weekend, I went out with some friends and we spent a portion of our evening outside of a popular bar people watching. At one point so much foolishness was going on that we didn’t know where to look first. One of my friends exclaimed, “y’all focused on the small details over there when it’s a catastrophe right here!”

Couldn’t be a better quote to sum up my feelings lately about our media coverage of events. American media is notorious for burying important things (catastrophe) under frivolous stuff (small details). Great example: back when Anna Nicole Smith died and our media went on and on and on and on for days about her death and the subsequent paternity tests and court dates, our government made some important changes to our immigration laws.

Wednesday of last week brought several — more than 10 — tornadoes through the Southeast region. These storms leveled neighborhoods and cities. Killed hundreds of people and left even more with nothing. Our media, however, decided to cover the Royal Wedding more than these devastating storms. After the wedding was over (and well after even British news quit covering it) we moved to the White House Correspondent’s Dinner

Now, I don’t mean to suggest by what I’m about to say that these recent storms were equal to the devastation of the tsunami in Japan, but it amazes me the way our media will cover foreign issues far more completely than the things that happen in our own country.

::sigh:: Maybe one day somebody’ll pay attention to what’s going on to the people in our country in a manner that matters. Maybe. I won’t hold my breath though.

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May 2, 2011 Posted by | News, Ramblings, What in sam hell is going on?! | Leave a comment

Superiority Complexes.

This morning it occurred to me that I may be developing a “you don’t know who I am” complex. It’s because of where I work. Many people here have that complex. I work with/around some of the most powerful people in America. Some of these people have the type of clout to get folks fired from jobs they’ve held for years, just because they want to. One swift e-mail from some of these people could put lots of money into your organization, or strip it all away. As a result, many people here have a “you don’t know who I am” complex. That is, small gaffes like mistaking them for someone of “lesser” importance can piss them off enough that they find it necessary to prove to you who they are by somehow negatively impacting whatever organization or group you represent. I’ve seen it happen.

It’s a complex born of an environment that thrives on clout, capital (of the non-tangible kind), and typically manifests itself worse among people who’ve never had power before. Power is and can be a very dangerous thing. I’ve heard many people, like the recently convicted former Mayor of Birmingham, AL, say that power is a dangerous drug. I hate the people around here who take their power for granted and too far and I’ve tried to be careful of developing this complex, but I see many of the seeds have been planted.

A few nights ago, I had an especially mentally stimulating conversation with a friend. She told me she was ashamed of herself for thoughts she had and assumptions she made with regards to a student she was tutoring. It’s worth noting that she and I have similar backgrounds. Both are black, female, and the only child of a single mother. We both graduated from private high schools and we both attended the same university. We are almost the same age (less than a year seperates us) and we have similar (not the same, but similar) interests as it relates to the types of ideallic things we do/wish to do. When she told me she wondered if the education we recieved at our elitist undergraduate institution had somehow lent itself to making it easier for us to have some of the same negative thoughts about low-income minorities as some of the ignorant individuals we dislike so greatly, it sort of struck a nerve with me.

I immediately thought of a post I read by a guest blogger on A Belle in Brooklyn. The title of the post was “Why The Talented Tenth is failing the black community” and written by Brandi, author of a blog titled Social Angst. I specifically remembered this portion (quoted here w/out permission, but be sure to check out both the post and her blog via the links provided):

The most pressing issue of Black America is the growing divide between the “haves” and the “have-nots.” Those who have access hoard it. And the talent of lower class individuals is being both unrecognized and unsolicited by the top tier of Black society. We are not meeting our obligation to nurture those who have less access. We are failing ourselves and it is starting at the top…

If you are not actively seeking out and pulling up the deserved, can you truly call yourself part of the Talented Tenth? Without commitment to the covenant aren’t you just simply elite? And, if you are simply elite, is your impact on Black American culture benefitting anyone other than you and your insular circle of friends?

I mentioned this post and specifically the general idea of the quoted portion to my friend. I highlighted how many of our friends in undergrad tutored low-income students for community service. I wondered, aloud, for how many was it about helping these students or looking good to and for various organizations. I also wondered how often we really paid attention to the students we tutored/mentored. How often did we try to bring out and foster their talents? How much time did we spend getting to know them and so what sort of impact did we actually have? Were these students truly any better because they knew us — were we truly fulfilling our purposes, or was it all self-serving? It’s sad to say, but true I think, that it was, for too many of us, self-serving and because of a superiority complex.

I talked about my own beginnings in community service; how I was drawn to it because it was amazing to me that I worked with students who were like me in every way. They were black, from single parent homes and my age (sometimes older) but that the lone thing that set me a part was the opportunity I had been given to attend a prestigious private school. I can still remember the moment it occurred to my 14 year old brain that there was almost nothing that seperated me from these students and yet they looked to me for help. I asked my friend, “what does it do us when we’re always the ones helping? How do we process that, ultimately? How do you not develop a superiority complex when people are always looking to you for help and in that, why would we ever really work to “actively seek out and pull up the deserved?”

I was burned out on “helping the kids” by the time I was 17. Between 2000 and 2004 I accrued well over 800 hours in community service; recieved the President’s Service Award more than once and had all types of plaques and accolades; however, I was totally over it all and for various reasons. One part of it was, quite frankly, I was developing a superiority complex.

Compared to high school, I did almost no community service in college. I wasn’t burned out anymore (even though that’s what I kept saying), but I still had remnants of the superiority complex. I had lost sight of why I had done community service; it wasn’t about the prestige it garnered, the plaques, the hours, the accolades, or how good it looked on my college application. It should have always been about the students I tutored and the connections we made. It’s hard to quantify what all was involved in the complex, but when you understand why you’re helping people it makes it harder to not help them. It’s when you think you’re “too good” for that or “too important” or “too busy” that it’s easy to avoid doing it.

As my friend and I continued talking we discussed a class we’d both taken in undergrad. The class discussed the plight of the low-income student in America (and included a “community service” initiative). Too often, we realized, “low-income” was connected with “black” or “minority.” Not only is that because for the most part that’s the case, but it’s also exactly what we were shown when went out into the community. My friend told me about a class she’s currently taking that seems to do the same thing. I expressed concern that not enough well-meaning professors give otherwise ignorant students the right tools.

Back to high school, my CS director required all new and returning tutors to participate in what eventually became a 2-day orientation discussion. She wanted to “prepare” these wealthy white kids for the stark reality of “life in the hood.” Unfortunately, it seemed more like an attempt to present the saddest “snapshot” she could. I remember sitting in the orientation my Senior year (I’d skipped it in the 2 years prior because I was a “site leader” and had ongoing commitments; I had to be there my Senior year as a “senior board member”) being utterly disgusted with how extreme her stories were. She claimed some of the kids were going hungry, some of the kids had no clothes, some of the kids were light years behind their peers in education; she made them sound like those starving African children you see on late-night tv. The truth was, these kids were not that different from us when we were that age. Sure, some of them lived in less than desired situations but not all of them. What her extreme representation of the situation did was to send these still-ignorant yet otherwise well-meaning wealthy white kids into a community that they didn’t understand and wouldn’t understand what with all the presupposed details. I found myself having to be frank with my tutors: “We expect nothing less than the best from these students. Their excuses are just that: excuses and we will not allow excuses to stop us from getting the best we can…”

My friend and I discovered how far left of center we’ve come. How we assume things about individuals who are just like us. She shared that she’d assumed that the student she was tutoring came from a single-parent home and that none of her older siblings had attended college. Neither assumption was true and as my friend considered why she’d thought those things, she realized there was no reason, except that for the past 2 years she’s been bombarded with all the facts that say low-income black children are from single parent homes and don’t go to college. This is despite the fact that we are both proof that those “facts” don’t apply across the board and we have plenty of friends and associates who also disprove those “facts.”

The strength of a superiority complex is astounding when considered, here. I hate when people assume they know everything about me based on the color of my skin; more often than not, they aren’t correct. How outrageous, then, is it for me to make assumptions about someone who is just like me? Ultimately, though, the blame doesn’t lie with our education. The blame lies with us. It’s almost comical how these complexes have taken hold and I hadn’t thought about it or noticed it. How do you become ignorant and not notice it?

November 3, 2009 Posted by | Oh the ignorance of the world, Ramblings | 9 Comments

Black Students Stepping Up For Black Students

I recently read a blog post at Field Negro about a girl named Chanequa Campbell.  I encourage you all to check out his blog, he is always on point. In his post he links to the site he found the information from and from there I found this news article written from the side of the Black Harvard student community. I encourage you to read that article as well, as it’s the basis for my commentary. I’ve also seen other commentary about this story out in the blogosphere through the lens of what happened to Professor Gates a few days ago.

Many individuals are concerned that while Dr. Gates has been able to draw a lot of attention to his situation, Chanequa Campbell and others like her are ignored by the media because they are poor and their story resonates, the media thinks, with very few.

Allow me to sum up her situation: A Harvard student was killed in a drug deal gone wrong. The accused killer was, at the time, dating a girl with whom Chanequa was friends. The Harvard administration, by some accounts, put both Campbell and her friend out of the dorm and prevented them both from graduating. Other accounts say that only Campbell was kicked out and blocked from graduation because her friend came from “the right side” of the tracks and had the clout and support to prevent Harvard from doing that to her, while Chanequa, a black student from a poor neighborhood, was at the administration’s mercy.

If the only thing Chanequa did wrong in this situation was to have the wrong types of friends, then shame on Harvard. However, I have a feeling that’s not the case.

Harvard’s black community has begun to recieve a lot of flack from the general blog community for not standing up for Chanequa. Many feel that the black students should have organized in a fashion similar to what some of Chanequa’s non-Harvard friends have done and petitioned the administration to allow her to graduate. Chanequa herself has criticized them and said that they have shunned and ostracized her because of where she’s from.

I went to a PWI very similar to Harvard (in fact, we say Harvard is the northern version of us…) I know what the black communities at schools like these can be like. Sometimes too quick to call racism when there is none and sometimes not as protective of each other as we should be. I’ve heard stories of what Harvard’s Black community is like and I think in some ways I’m a bit envious. They have major clout with their administration, but I know that’s from a LOT of hard work, a lot of give and take. They have story after story of standing up for their own when an injustice occurred and so I take pause when I see a situation where they don’t.

The article linked above mentions that some of the black students stayed away from Chanequa early on because she involved herself in the drug trade on campus. While no one in this article or elsewhere suggests that Chanequa was the cause of the Harvard student’s death, there seems to be implicit comment that Harvard’s reaction was not off base.

“People are pretty sure she did something, they just don’t know what,” said a Black classmate in Campbell’s graduating class, who requested anonymity. “We can’t rally behind somebody we don’t necessarily believe in.”

Clout is like money. You can spend it or you can hoard it. For the black community to rally behind Chanequa, they would spend some of the clout they’ve earned with Harvard. That would be fine if they all felt she’d been wronged but for them to be uneasy about spending the clout on her speaks volumes.

Some have suggested this is actually a class issue. Chanequa being the first to say that because she came from a poor neighborhood in New York, her fellow black students don’t want anything to do with her. What struck me, however, was the listing of how involved in the black community she was. Black students are shunned at PWIs. It happens all the time. If you are shunned, when someone writes about you, they won’t be able to say you were very involved… black people take the blacklisting very far.

I think the reality is that Chanequa involved herself in some subpar activity that her fellow students knew about. When the murder occurred, I’m sure the rumors began and I’m sure the rumors were based in some facts. When Harvard laid down their punishment the black community looked at what they knew and decided that it was best left alone. I don’t blame them. In schools like these the black community’s relationship with the administration is paramount. That relationship can make things easier or harder for the students that follow.

I don’t want to sound cold-hearted; I actually feel bad for Chanequa. I’m sorry that she worked hard at a school like Harvard and won’t be able to reap the rewards. I’m sorry that the black community didn’t feel comfortable stepping up for her. Ultimately, there’s nothing about this that is good.

July 24, 2009 Posted by | News, Ramblings, What in sam hell is going on?! | 2 Comments

Race in a Post-Racial Society

I really like J. Smooth. You should check him out (Google him, baby) and subscribe to his youtube videos. My man is the truth.

I like his comments on how Asher’s Twitter misstep is an interesting look in where we are, right now.

For anyone who has not yet been told, we are, contrary to initial reports, NOT in a post-racial society. I actually don’t think we’ll ever be in a post racial society; race is too much a part of who we are and what our history is. I don’t know that that’s a good thing, but I can’t say for sure that it’s a bad thing. In any case, it seems to me that a lot of people are waiting for us to get to a place with, essentially, no boundaries, like J.Smooth was talking about. Where we no longer have to care how our words sound to other people.

I presume it’s easy to wish for that, especially when you often find yourself in awkward situations. Just this afternoon, a co-worker of mine was trying to describe the black paint that her boyfriend sometimes wears under his eyes (the athletic black paint football players use). She misspoke and said “black face.” I knew she misspoke and I knew that’s not what he really wore, but the whole room paused and everyone turned to look at me. This idea that it would be, the lone black person, who decided if it was ok to let it slide or if there needed to be more. Everyone in that room knew it was an honest mistake, but it was up to me to decide for sure.

We’re never going to live in a society where race is truly not an issue. I think we shouldn’t even be working towards that. I believe we should be working towards doing away with the ignorance that makes race a problem. The ignorance that allows stores to send their employees to follow black people around stores, or allows Hispanics to be beat up and killed because they’re presumed to be illegal immigrants.

Our black president doesn’t change the fact that we have serious issues. What having a black president hopefully does is open up dialogue. I think we should get to a place where people aren’t afraid to speak their mind, no matter what, but also understand that there are still boundaries and lines we don’t cross. I’ve never understood why a white person would want “permission” to say the n-word, or why someone would want to be able to tell a race joke in mixed company and everyone find it funny. We should live in a society where that’s not what people want.

How about we find a place where we acknowledge race and how it brings us together and makes us excitingly different?

May 11, 2009 Posted by | Ramblings, Thank-you racist people | , | 1 Comment

Wake Up!

By now we’ve all heard of the foiled skinhead plot to kill Obama. Hopefully, we’ve all also, by now, come to terms with what this means about what lays ahead for Sen. Obama. Whether he is elected President of the United States or not, this man will forever have a target on his back. His wife will be marked as will his children. Why? Because there exists a faction of Americans who don’t think a non-white person, a person of color, is fit to run our country. Nevermind all the great contributions people of color have made, nevermind the fact that this country was more/less built on the backs of these same people of color, nevermind that our current state as a nation is due in LARGE part to the old white men who this faction thinks are the only ones fit to run our country.

However, I won’t focus on the racism. That’s self-explanatory. I want to focus on the relative surprise with which this story was recieved. My home state is Tennessee. I grew up in TN, and went to college in TN. TN is the home of a lot of great things, country music (Music City, USA); the late great singer Bessie Smith was from my hometown; good BBQ (Memphis); great football (TN Titans). The state’s nickname, The Volunteer State, comes from all the Volunteers who went to TX to help with the Battle of the Alamo. Alex Haley spent his first years in TN and is buried here. I could go on and on — but one thing TN is known for that I hate to admit is that the Ku Klux Klan was founded here, not far from where I went to school. So it came as no surprise to me that the skinheads who wanted to assassinate Obama AND murder some 88 black students and behead an additional 14, were from Tennessee.

6 days from today we may very well make history and elect our first African-American President. And when we do that, the target on his back will only grow larger. Black folks know this, we’ve known it since it became clear he would get the Democratic nomination and that he might actually win. It’s the all the white folks with their heads in the sand who worry me. These people who want to kill Obama will not go blabbing their plan to every Tom, Dick and Harry they see, especially if Tom, Dick and Harry are black. But they will share it with other whites who they assume share their feelings. I NEED everyone to be alert and accept that our country is a great place, but there are still people who haven’t moved into 2008 and most likely never will. I’m not concerned with holding up a mirror to their ignorance. I want to make sure that as long as they’re still living in the past we do our best to keep them behind us and not in front of us with guns.

October 29, 2008 Posted by | News, Oh the ignorance of the world, Ramblings, surprise, Thank-you racist people | Leave a comment

More Resignations than Brains

Karl Rove is resigning from the going-down-in-flames Bush Adminsitration. Mr. Rove is a Bush senior aide and one of the most influential aides in the white house. How precious is it that he’s resigning? Not very, only that he joins an ever-expanding list of people who are doing so.

People are speculating that he was forced to quit, and he denies it (of course, the mantra of this administration is “deny, deny, deny”). But one has to wonder, what in all sam hell is going on in the White House these days that makes resigning the new trend? I’ve never seen an administration have SO many key people to resign.

And I also question his timing. The Bush Administration will be long-gone in just a few more months. If he wasn’t forced to quit, why quit at the end? That’s like being 1 mile from the finish line in a 26 mile marathon and quitting because you’re tired! Why? In the CNN article he says he and his family really struggled over this decision. Hmm is all I have to say to that. He also adds he wants to write a book and teach. How cute.

Whenever someone in the know gets enough balls information to reveal all the shenanigans of the Bush White House, I won’t be surprised at all the craziness we find out.

I probably just went on some terrorist list and won’t be able to fly for the next 10 years.

August 13, 2007 Posted by | News, Ramblings, What in sam hell is going on?! | Leave a comment

Church cancels memorial for gay Navy man

Got an e-mail with this article from USA Today about a church that canceled a memorial service for a gay Navy man.

I won’t debate whether or not I think homosexuality is wrong. Homosexuality is not a lifestyle I lead; however, I’m also a big believer in what’s right for me may not be right for you so I don’t judge people who are. (Here’s the part where I’m supposed to add that I have homosexual friends, but I hate when white people say “I”m not racist, I have black friends” so I never say “I’m not homophobic, I have gay friends” — having black friends doesn’t make you not racist just like having homosexual friends doesn’t make you not a homophobe. I’m not homophobic, but saying I have homosexual friends doesn’t prove it.) I guess the point I’m getting at is that I have my views you can have yours and some I’m willing to debate, homosexuality and my personal outlook on it, isn’t one of those.

According to the article, the church offered to do a memorial service, even after learning the man was gay; however, his family listed his partner as a surviving relative and so the church backed out.

The church was wrong. Dead wrong. Homosexuality is a big issue in the church, today (you can read some of my thoughts on it here.) and that’s fine and dandy, but for a church to offer to do a memorial service, knowing full and well at the time the orientation of this man’s sexuality and then backing out last minute because his partner is listed in the obituary is ridiculous. If they intended to pretend like he wasn’t gay, then they shouldn’t have ever offered to do it in the first place.

I take issue when people like Rosie O’Donnell get up on national TV and say that being gay is like being black. That really sets me on fire, but I know that members of the gay community who are open about it and comfortable with it value what part of their life them being gay plays into, the same way I value being black and what that means for me and my life. So, if a church offered to do my memorial and then backed out last minute because my obituary said something about me being black, I’d think that was pretty stupid, too.

I think that our society needs to cut it out with the PC stuff, and own up to what we believe. If you believe homosexuality is wrong, then don’t pretend like you don’t care about it to appease someone else. Everyone is entitled to their own opinions and as long as your opinions aren’t impeding on my life and how I live it, then you go right ahead.

This church was wrong — they were wrong for offering to do his memorial service knowing that his lifestyle was something they take issue with and they were even more wrong for backing out last minute because they were no longer able to avoid the issue.

For pete’s sake, people!

August 11, 2007 Posted by | Oh the ignorance of the world, Ok. That was stupid, Ramblings, Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Why I’m Here

No. This isn’t an existential post. If any of them from here on out are, I’ll warn you.

I’m starting this one the way I’ve started every other one… by talking about all the other ones. Guess I like consistency.

I’ve got so many blogs I’m about to puke. I start them, I get real excited about them and then I never carry through. As I started doing this one, I realized that really I have so many blogs because there’s so much that goes into who I am. There’s the blog on my faith. There’s a much more personal, darker blog on blogger that I haven’t updated in some months. I started blogging back in ’02 or ’03 with a very basic tripod website that I started. For a high schooler who didn’t know too much about HTML at the time, I think I did a good job. I’ve been meaning for the past year and a half to turn that old site into a homage to all the quotes I’ve collected over the years. I’m BIG quotes person. Well — I’ve found time to start up three different blogs, a facebook, a myspace and even tried my hand at a website for my youth group, but not to make the complete switch over for the website. Guess I’ll add that to my list of internet things to get done.

Anyway, I see this one as being my everything else blog. I’m not going to even pretend like I might do this everyday, but I have a feeling I’ll come closer than I have in the past.

So — get ready for my thoughts on, well… anything I have thoughts on. 🙂

Warning… this isn’t for the sensitive.

August 10, 2007 Posted by | Ramblings | Leave a comment