Sad, But True

Since my blog post on the stereotype Jezebel, I had some readers express disbelief that some Black women actually laid up with White men who hold such warped views. Unsettling as it is, it’s true. Sad, but true.

Note: Not all White men share this warped view.

Warning ⚠: Strong opinions to follow.

I’ve worked with some Black women who allowed themselves to be discussed provocatively amongst certain White men who hold such views. Why? Because they craved their approval and acceptance due to low self-esteem. I know of a few who were terminated by the very same White man they allowed themselves to be bedded by or sexually used in other ways. 😩

This Black woman has had more than her fair share of White men who have tried but failed miserably to have a “Jezebel” experience with me. Some can act like straight fools when you turn them down. Don’t let me have my long hair hanging down and pressed straight as I’m shooing them out of my face. The audacity of me! Can someone say, conniption fit? 💁🏾‍♀️💆🏾‍♀️💅🏾

How dare I, a Black woman, reject a warped White man’s advances. Man, bye! 😂👋🏾

It’s been said that I shouldn’t feel sorry for these Black women because it’s not the norm, but I can’t help but to. You see, these women have low self-esteem issues, lack self-respect and have very little self-love. When you take all that into consideration, how can you not feel sorry for them? Besides all that, they are still a part of the Black community.

Until next time…

A Picture Worth More Than a Thousand Words

There has been a lot of buzz around a photograph that was shared recently. It is a photograph of a girl whose body language and facial expression has been described as powerful, emotional and even haunting. Evidently, millions of other people never saw this photograph before. Keep reading because I am going to share the photograph shortly.

When I first saw this photograph, I saw a young girl who looks angry and frustrated. I also see a girl who is very unhappy; maybe even a little bitter at her lot in life. She was definitely stubborn—that much I can tell. I am sure that if she could have changed her current situation, she would have…

Believe it or not, a lot of people were “shocked” to see such a young “slave” pose in such a defiant manner. A stark contrast from the photographs most are used to seeing. As a Black person, this photograph did not shock me because I know there were millions of other “slaves” just like her. A whip did not scare them nor did the threat of death. Many would rather die than to be a “slave” which is why so many welcomed death with such ease.

What are your thoughts in regards to this photograph? 🧠💭

Until next time…

The Sylvers

I recently saw a documentary on the African American group, The Sylvers, and I felt compelled to blog about them. For those of you who aren’t familiar with them, keep reading and I’ll tell you a little bit about them. You know I’m going to post one of my favorite songs by them.

One of the biggest misconceptions about The Sylvers is that they were a copycat group of The Jacksons because they worked with them, but that is false. As a matter of fact, they existed before The Jacksons as The Little Angels. When other members of the group were added, they became known as The Sylvers. Spearheaded by their mother Shirley, she would go on to make her children one of the most popular Black groups of the 70’s and early 80’s. Their father Leon opted to stay away from the spotlight.

I could remember watching skits of them whenever Soul Train would come on and I had a little girl crush on Edmund Sylvers, the lead singer of the group. To me, he was the best looking brother out of the group and I would always search for him whenever they appeared on TV. This man had so many women at his fingertips! All of The Sylvers afros were on point and their sisters were absolutely beautiful! Sharp is the best way I would describe them.

Sadly Edmund, their father Leon and their mother Shirley have since passed away. If you want to see them in action singing one of my favorite songs, click here. Their steps were on point and check out Edmund’s effortless shoulder pops during his performance. Smooth, very smooth! I miss music like this sometimes. Brings back so many memories…

Until next time…

Oh, The Irony!

I recently saw a documentary for Black History month and there was a snippet shown on a man by the name of Craig Cobb. I had never heard of that man until then and what I saw made me laugh my butt off. Don’t worry, I’m going to post the video at the end so keep reading.

Craig Cobb is a well-known White Supremacist from Canada who had undergone an ancestry test to prove how pure he is. He hates Black people, no he despises Black people (his words) and he was confident he didn’t have any African ancestry. Um, let’s just say for a White person, his percentage of African ancestry is pretty high!

I can’t determine which is funnier, his facial expression realizing that he has a good bit of African ancestry, or the Black lady cackling next to him. Priceless! More and more White people are finding out that they have African ancestry. You have to keep in mind that millions of Black people passed for White and married Whites so….

Click here.

Until next time…

Juneteenth 

Good Morning! Happy Morning! I know I’m a little late on this, but I’m still going to post my thoughts on Juneteenth. If you’ve never heard of Juneteenth prepare to be “schooled.”
  
Juneteenth is the oldest known celebration commemorating the ending of slavery in the United States.  On June 19, 1865 Union soldiers led by Major General Gordon Granger came to Galveston, Texas with news that the war had ended and that all slaves were now free. Keep in mind that this “news” came 2 1/2 years after President Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation on January 1, 1863. 

You may be wondering why it took so long for slavery to end in Texas. Well, considering the history of slavery it doesn’t come as a surprise why, although there has been a number of speculations. For example, one speculation is that the news was deliberately withheld by slave owners to keep slaves on their plantations. Another speculation is that these soldiers / troops waited two years so the slave owners could reap the benefits of their last cotton harvest! How deceitful, hurtful and disgusting! 

Think about that for a moment. You had thousands upon thousands of free Black men, women and children working as slaves because they didn’t know they were actually FREE! It breaks my heart and fires up my soul in more ways than one! Yet, we all know how even though slavery had ended, millions of Black people in the United States were being treated as if they were still slaves. Many were beaten, bullied, lynched and murdered. 

My heart sinks when I think about all the Black women who were raped during slavery and suffered more rape after slavery was over because there was a long standing law that a Black woman could not be raped. The law for the longest time was that a White woman could be raped, but the rape of a Black woman was not rape because of the color of her skin. How sad, yet bitterly true. Makes you wonder how such foolishness like that took place for so long. 

Yes, Juneteenth is celebrated and recognized in some states, but it still doesn’t make up for all the families torn apart and how millions were stripped from their culture. Slavery in any shape or form destroys lives and countless families. 

Until next time… 

The Sad Story of George Junius Stinney, Jr. 

Do you recognize that name? Probably not, seeing how most people have never heard of him. Do you know who was the youngest person ever executed in the United States? If you are now thinking that it is George Junius Stinney, Jr. then you are correct. Little George, as he was sometimes called, was an African American boy who stood 5 feet 1 inch and weighed almost 90 lbs. In 1944 he was convicted of murdering 2 White girls in less than 10 minutes by an all White jury in South Carolina. 

What I find to be extremely heart breaking is the fact that there was no evidence to show that George was guilty. How could such a tiny little boy kill two little girls with such blunt force and trauma all at the same time? Impossible. His execution was cruel and inhumane and I cannot imagine the fear that rushed through his tiny little body when he was found guilty and sentenced to death by electrocution. 

70 years later in 2014, George Junius Stinney, Jr. was exonerated and his conviction was overturned. His exoneration was bittersweet for his family because even though he was proven innocent, he was still wrongfully executed. There is something that can be learned from all this and that is HATE has no place within the human race or anywhere else for that matter. Racism, prejudice and hate killed George Junius Stinney, Jr. and that to me is the biggest tragedy of all. 

Just in case you did not know, no race is better than the other despite what some may think. A superior race? Really??? I tell you what, name me one race that does not get sick, grows old and dies? Go on. I will wait… 

Mary Turner 

Do you recognize that name? Probably not, even though it is a very common name. Seeing how this is the end of Black History month, I have one final story to bring you tonight and it is about Mary Turner. 

Millions of people find it hard to believe that Black women were lynched in the United States. Yes, the majority of lynched Black Americans were male, but there were also Black females who were lynched as well. Like most lynchings that took place in America, they were unfounded and baseless. Yet, thousands upon thousands of innocent Black males and females were lynched without any interference or assistance from law enforcement. How sad and disturbing. 

Mary Turner was a pregnant twenty-one year old woman who was lynched in Georgia on May 19,1918. Why was she lynched? Because she spoke out about her husband who was wrongfully lynched the day before. When word reached Mary Turner that the same lynch mob that lynched her husband were planning to come after her, she attempted to flee. Sadly, even though she had fled, the lynch mob had caught up to her. What happened next is enough to break your heart and make your eyes well up with tears. 

When the mob reached Mary Turner, she was dragged and forced to the bank in Brooks County Georgia near the Folsom Bridge. There she was hung upside down by her ankles, doused with gasoline and lit on fire. As she cried and screamed, her belly was gutted and sliced open with a knife that was used to slaughter hogs. The eight month old baby she was carrying fell to ground and was only able to let out two whimpers before it’s head was stomped on and crushed. Shortly after that, Mary Turner was shot over a hundred times. 

Mary Turner’s charred and bullet ridden body was then cut down and tossed in a shallow grave with her deceased baby. The only thing that marked their grave was a whiskey bottle. When I read stories and watch documentaries such as this, I find it hard to believe how someone could do this to another human being just because of the color of their skin. I cannot imagine the fear and frustration that consumed so many Black Americans back then, yet so many endured it. 

Mary Turner, like so many other Black Americans, lost her life for speaking out against what she knew was not right. Was that a valid reason to take her life and that of her child? Of course not. 

Until next time…