so-treu:

blackamazon:

Dear black middle ( bougie) class

You don’t get progress racially and get to leave out

The hoodrats

The skrippers

The chickenheads
And the

Ghetto bitches

I’m sorry it hurts your standing at the country club in a way that means not sorry at all

But it’s not Shaniqua’s or Delondre’s fault that racism exists

Stop pretending it is

Signed

An unreformed ghetto nerd

and if i may add ~

you also DON’T get to appropriate their methods of resistance and ways of being to prove your blackness

when it gets real uncomfortable at that club with those liberal white folks

or while you’re IN the club

kthanks.

(i’m looking at you ms. beyonce “i’m so hood with this” knowles)

Yeah that part made me go um is this the same child that went at the Jackson family? Please Bey Bey PLEASE don’t ( then i danced)

But

it’s become safe with the Obama’s ( well as safe as knowing that Derrick Bell was right and wrong. Right in that the U.S still don’t like black people . Wrong in that fuck just us they ‘d send themselves and have the world into the metaphoric spaceship , to remind us of our place)

to go see it’s not black that’s the problem IT’s YOU!! and cause of this

and when step back and look at the world we know it in our bones it ain’t true ( cept for James Mcwhorter he may not know)

but we don’t or can’t or won’t say the deep shit the stuff in our bad sides, our mad sides,

so that’s what’s left to say. We’re a diaspora that in so many forms of saying to outsiders Go die in a fire .. BITCH that is worldwide appropriated so when we go there

Is it always appropriation though?

I honestly think sometimes that folks all have relationships to these tropes of blackness hence the oft repeated ” They picked on me for talking white ” trope

( that I still am BUTTHURT by , fuck you I speak how I speak ya ignant broad)  but just as I did right there

our relationship to our blackness is very …..

I wanna say an intercontinental intergalactic musical dramatic signifying game of the full contact dozens played in the middle of the courtyard between a  mosque, a jungle, a church, a swamp, a university, a project, a studio,and freaknik  with no armor

We all getting hits , we all run to the sidelines for different healings but we all facing  into the game 

We all think thing X is why our little safe space can’t be bigger

And we’d pretty damn quickly forget that if we removed any part of it, we’d lose the space that held the monsters at bay but

we HURT each other bad , not kind of bad not somewhat bad but impossibly disgustingly bad

and only cause well we know where we need to be loved and healed more than anything else.

” you talk like a white girl” = You think you better than me . You think you can run away. You  think I don’t see you straining when I’m serving your fries. Grinding your teeth, how’s shuffling going for ya , you like having to go harder and know them white folk still can’t stand you or only keep you as a pet. Bougie ass busta

” ratchedness, Wretchednesss, hood boogers, ” why we can’t get ahead as a people”- You hurt me. You made my life hell, you took the one thing everyone said made me different and made me worthy of bad treatment and made it shameful . And then you tried to take it away from me . Chicken headed Ho!

and we go on : perm/natural, immigrant/ non immigrant, queer diaspora/ hetereonormative.

We love making dichotimies where there are layers and whole ecosystems .

And then giving each other HELL for it. Cause we hurting , but you can’t be seen hurt . Blackness takes masculinity posturing up to 21 straps a rocket full of Fela and Wayne and light’s that shit starward.

” How are you any different from them?’

” See how I’m better than you”

It’s something that happens in America with Blackness, and factor in that everybody playing the dozens ain’t all black, ain’t all ( or any American) , and is human so can be evil, mean , cruel, unstable, emotionally distant

How do you navigate saying I’m here , I’m in the conversation publicly, how do you get into the skin or the legacy of the skin everybody hates

How do we wear our blackness well without telling everybody else they don’t?

and