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Was Kurt Cobain the last cool white guy on earth?
I’ll be honest—there’s not that many dead white men who I look up to, let alone become fascinated by. Most of the time I can’t relate, and too many of those dead white heroes tend to fall into the racist-sexist-classist category, those who have exploited people of color, especially women of color: I need not mention the likes of Jefferson, Washington, Columbus, Reagan, and other crusty-faced men occupying the pages of U.S. textbooks. America, in true racist and sexist fashion, tends to elevate the accomplishments and achievements of white men over non-whites in history.
Enter Kurt Cobain. Kurt, the angry, grungy, white kid from Aberdeen, Washington, captured my attention in a way that no other white guy has done. An outspoken anti-racist, pro-feminist, pro-gay rocker, he remained outspoken on his political beliefs, even in the face of mainstream success. Along with bringing a new sound to rock music, he brought a new consciousness with the social power he acquired, which set him apart from other white male front men at the time. Cobain wrote frequently in his journal about eradicating sexism from the rock scene, as well as shunning sexists and racists away from buying Nirvana’s albums or coming to their shows. He even refused to go on tour with Guns n’ Roses, as he believed Axel Rose to be a racist and homophobe. In other words, Kurt actively dissociated himself from the institution of white supremacist patriarchy.
It’s hard for me to develop a consistent connection with straight white men. Even in the few friendships I’ve established in the past, I must admit that I’m somewhat wary, as the looming factor of white male privilege forms an invisible barrier between us that prevents complete understanding. Too often has been my experience that young white dudes my age, unless incredibly aware and well versed on the trappings of institutional racism and the social, political, and economic advantage it affords them, do not easily relinquish their subconscious investment in the system. To date, my easiest friendships have been with people of color, queer identified, and female-bodied women, as there is a common bond that we can somewhat relate to in terms of being outcasts.
While Kurt relished in fucking up the racial and gender paradigm that dominated rock music, white guys like him seem to be few and far between. As we move towards a new America, one where white men will increasingly become the minority, will there be a new shift in white male identity? Or will there actively be resurgence in white power/supremacist movements, as the presence of people of color, gays and women threaten the racist social order? Why are there few visible white male allies, even though we supposedly live in a post-racial America?
If more white guys were as angry, rebellious, self-critical about their stake in oppression and bad-ass as Kurt was, aligning themselves with the politically disenfranchised, shit would indeed be slightly cooler.
“If you’re a sexist, racist, homophobe, or basically an asshole, don’t buy this CD. I don’t care if you like me, I fucking hate you.”
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Hey, Gorls: Mitt really cares about female equality and he’s got the binders to prove it…
Mitt just can’t get his shit together. Let’s just say I’ve never had this much fun watching a conservative politician make an ass out of himself ever since George Bush was in office.
First, it was the 47% gaffe. Next, Big Bird became the target of Mitt’s budget cutting wrath (PBS’s Sesame Street primarily benefits underprivileged minority children). But the entertainment didn’t stop there—binders full of women has been the latest bit of bullshit, head scratching statements that Romney can add to his long list of political fuckery.
Last night, Mitt-Mitt tried to get in good with the ladies by talking about his record of hiring women during his stint as governor of Massachusetts. He apparently felt that throwing in a little zinger about us being in “binders” was appropriate to drive his point across—it instead incited confusion, disbelief, and public mockery.
“I went to a number of women’s groups and said, ‘Can you help us find folks?’ ” Romney said, “and they brought us whole binders full of women.”
Exactly how the fuck does this even relate to gender equality? Does Mitt think any woman is going to find this shit charming? Who the blue fuck actually announces this kind of chauvinistic out loud to an audience, like the shit is cute?.
However, women might have a little trouble believing such a heartfelt statement when Mitt-Mitt is planning to defund Planned Parenthood, has stated he wants to overturn Roe vs. Wade, wants to let states ban access to birth control if they so choose, and plans to eliminate Title X. He also wants to repeal Obamacare, meaning that 17 million women will be uninsured under his presidency. Oh, and he also was quoted saying that he likes to fire people—as part of his plan to deduce the deficit, he plans to cut government jobs, which are held by a lot of women.
But hey, his binders should make up for that, right?
Moral of the story:
George Bush didn’t care about Black people.
Mitt Romney doesn’t care about women.
And the last place I want to be is in his binder.
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Plaster, Paint and Power: Dopest Female Street Art
“All great art is a visual form of prayer.”—Sister Wendy Beckett
Graffiti and street art are two of most dangerous, high-risk visual mediums produced for the public in the 21st century. Back in the day, male artists who plastered, painted and sprayed walls gained notoriety and fame for their edgy, fascinating pieces, while many female writers and artists struggled to be taken seriously for their craft. While the presence of female graff and street artists has grown, only a minority have reached the celebrated status and respect of their male counterparts.
From the eye catching cover ups of Princess Hijab, to the revolutionary paintings of Afghan Shamsia Hassani, to the dark sharpie designs created by Lucy McLauchlan, below is a collage of stunning and fascinating portraits of the female form by the world’s most talented women artists. Their work forces us to examine our perceptions of gender, culture, race, sexuality, power, privilege, love, and beauty.
(Lucy McLauchlan: “Woman”)
Willow Smith & The Fear of Black Grrrl Fierceness
So I’ve decided that if I have a daughter, I‘d definitely want her to be like Willow Smith, the fabulous daughter of Jada and Will Smith. Piercings, dyed hair and whipping her hair back and forth isn’t a necessity; however, the free spirit, insight, independence, confidence and need for self esteem and self love definitely is. In short, I want her to be Black Girl Rebel-Diva-Princess-Extraordinaire, fierce, fly and ready for the world. Having a daughter that cool wouldn’t be a problem for me. The challenge would be dealing with a world that negatively reacts to Black Girls who are autonomous, different, and don’t fit neatly into society’s image box.
In case you missed it, last week little lady Smith ignited a shit storm when she was seen spotted with a tongue ring (Oh, shit, fly in Oprah and Dr. Phil!) To say that adults were upset about it was an understatement: the black and over 30 crowd was especially going ape shit over the audacity and irresponsibility of the Smiths to let their daughter get something that adult at such a tender age. There were theories that Willow was headed towards a future down spiral, growing up too fast, and the usual melodramatic celebrity gossip. What bothered me most about this was that adults were that bothered with a child expressing her creativity and more importantly, having authority and control over her own body.
Black girls who have Willow’s spirit are dangerous. They defy convention and insist on making their own way. To some adults who are steeped in tradition and in the box thinking, this kind of power must be plucked, criticized, and stripped away, so as to not rock the boat. New diversity doesn’t rest well with Americans, especially when it happens with women of color.
What I love most about this kid is that despite the negativity, Willow is set on living her life on her own terms at such a young age. She is fiercely determined and more self-assured than women twice her age. Shirking aside the haters, she is on a quest to love herself and create her own image. They come knocking and she drops a video where she’s on a skateboard, a polka dot shirt, and a bowler hat, telling them that she doesn’t need their approval. In a society that seeks to demean the bodies, spirits, and creativity of young Black women, this is especially radical. In simply being herself, Willow is redefining Black Girl identity and challenging old perceptions of who African-American girls should be and what they should conform to. And for this is what I want for my future daughter and for the future daughters of other women of color as well.
Willow, keep doing ya thing and keep letting your light shine bright so that other Black Girl Rebel-Diva-Princess-Extraordinaires in waiting can do so, too.
I leave you with the words of Will Smith:
“We let Willow cut her hair. When you have a little girl, it’s like how can you teach her that you’re in control of her body? If I teach her that I’m in charge of whether or not she can touch her hair, she’s going to replace me with some other man when she goes out in the world. She can’t cut my hair but that’s her hair. She has got to have command of her body. So when she goes out into the world, she’s going out with a command that it is hers. She is used to making those decisions herself. We try to keep giving them those decisions until they can hold the full weight of their lives.”
Revolutionary Life: Black Panther Women Tribute
“What we remember about the [Black Panther Party] is sort of like ‘sexy black men with guns.”
Big Afros. Black Leather. Bad ass women with big Afros and black leather. The 60s is a cornerstone in America as one of the most revolutionary decades in history. It was a time of dissent and unrest, where those disadvantaged by capitalism, racism, sexism, and homophobia fought back, collectively giving a middle finger to the system. The Black Panther Party emerged after the Civil Rights movement as a vanguard for Black folks, espousing a 10 point program that demanded equality for the community and an end to the racist state. Women in the Panther Party were vital to its success—they were leaders in the Party’s education and free breakfast program, and held leadership positions. They simultaneously challenged racism and sexism, leading a truly revolutionary life in their quest for freedom. The following pictures in this post are a celebration of that revolutionary spirit.