One is in diapers and the other is a busybody. Both knew better than to trample through the sugar on the floor to sit on top of, beneath the vulva of the exhibit like Pat did.
Let’s forget, for a moment, the subject matter of A Subtlety. And think about plain good home training. You don’t go to any place housing any works of art and touch.
You quietly observe.
You show respect.
You keep your hands to yourself.
You do not touch.
And now let’s think (for days and days since visiting the exhibit) specifically about the subject matter and all of its tentacles. And to that I say again,
It’s not yours to touch and
You show some respect.
When I read the story of Jada, so many emotions took hold of me. Anger, disgust, frustration, and sadness…Once again, a young Black girl’s body had been violated in the worst of ways. Even worse, her assault went viral on social media. Her assault went viral (the fact that the words assault and viral are being used in the same sentence makes me view humanity with a new level of disgust). Jada is fighting against her attackers and she is reclaiming her narrative and body.
Rape culture is real. Sexual violence is real. Gender-based violence is real. The continuing legacy of sexual brutalization of Black girls and Black women in this country is real. The sooner we acknowledge these truths, the sooner we can begin to dismantle the systems that continue to perpetuate rape culture.
She is fighting. The least we can do is stand by her and fight with her.
Let’s put this myth to rest.
we are not born #women of color. we become women of color. in order to become women of color, we would need to become fluent in each others’ histories, to resist and unlearn an impulse to claim first oppression, most-devastating oppression, one-of-a-kind oppression, defying comparison oppression. we would have to unlearn an impulse that allows mythologies about each other to replace knowing about one another. we would need to cultivate a way of knowing in which we direct our social, cultural, psychic, and spiritually marked attention on each other. we cannot afford to cease yearning for each others’ company.
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