Monday, August 30, 2010

The Root of the Matter

One day, my habitually late professor was later than usual arriving to class. My classmates and I spent the time catching up with one another. One student, we’ll call him “Joe,” walked in and settled down in a seat a few desks away from mine. After a moment Joe turned to me and asks "Z, is that the real deal?" waving his hands around his head. "I like it."

It took me a moment to realize that he was referring to my hair, and after my initial shock dissipated, I hesitantly answered "Yes… it is.”
I could tell that he did not, could not understand the gravity of what he’d just asked me. At what point did it become socially acceptable to ask someone whether or not some part of them is natural? I would never have dared to ask if a woman has made some sort of augmentation to her body or if a man is wearing a toupee, especially in a public setting.

Joe, a white male, blundered into what many would consider a social faux pas. There was no way that I could effectively show him how his clumsy question had exposed the liberties that people of privilege take when making assumptions at the expense of others. After a rather palpable awkward silence, I asked, “What if it wasn’t my hair? Would you really expect me to answer that?”

For so many women, hair is powerful. It carries weight, meaning, and definition. It can be the source of one’s self-esteem, or the root of self-loathing. It is linked to some western women’s level of confidence in both social and professional settings. It is a statement, an expression, an opportunity to communicate to those around you without saying a word. Whether it is closely cropped or long and flowing, midnight black or platinum blond, straight as rain falling or coiled as the graceful curls of smoke from a lit candle; hair is identity for so many women. With it, one can do everything from flirt to seduce, punctuate to intimidate, acquiesce to outright defy. And it is the cornerstone of the multi-billion dollar beauty industry, an industry that women of color spend the most in and yet profit from the least.

I recently watched Chris Rock’s documentary “Good Hair” where he explores the lengths to which some women in the African American community are willing to go to style their hair, from chemical relaxers to the different types of weaves. While informative and hilariously entertaining, it left me wishing for deeper examination of the psychosocial implications of hair in communities of color. It did touch on them, but superficially at best, and at times ran dangerously close to sacrificing cultural respect in exchange for a few laughs. While it provided a look into the dynamic of hair in black communities, it did so without real context (in my opinion), and made trivial what women of color spend fortunes trying to understand and gain control of. The concept of “good hair” and “bad hair” in African communities is itself, a testament to the years of degradation that our great-grandmothers underwent, and the multi-generational aftereffects that women of color today continue to suffer from. In essence, we are born with “bad hair.” And through processes of heating, dying, neutralizing, relaxing, chemically burning, beating hair into obedience, we achieve at last what is believed to be “good hair.” Good, bad, good, bad… just about hair.

So there we were, his rapidly growing embarrassment matched only by my equally growing delight in seeing him backpedal. He mumbling something about "Beyonce’s song...pat your weave..." then he started saying how fake hair is the same as his color contact lenses, as though that should be some consolation. I did not allow him any reprieve by responding, just let him dangle over the abyss of social awkwardness he’d dug for himself.

Though his ignorance irritated me, what stung the most was the fact that it highlighted the significant pressures placed on African women to fit in with society’s standards of beauty; one that does not include us, our hair, our skin, our lineage. When it’s all said and done, a woman’s hair is her own. Whether it’s hers because she grew it or because she bought it is inconsequential. And if she decided on curls tomorrow, flat-ironed the next day, a G.I. Jane cut, or a full weave she should celebrate it as an art, a form of self expression, and not the definition of who she is.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Open, Messy, or I just don't get it?

A while back I found myself in a conversation with two women. It was a conversation that I wasn't expecting, between a single mother and her friend where the friend was asking the single mom about her current relationship:

(Towards the end of the conversation)

Friend: So, how long have you guys been seeing each other?

Single Mom: A few months now.

F: How is it going? You see a future with him?

SM: He makes me so happy … I think there is definitely a future.

F: (Silent)... Is it still open?

SM: Yes.

F: Wait. People get married and all that in open relationships?

F: Hold on [turns to me]. How do you feel about open relationships?

ME: I don't really know about them… don't understand it.

SM: Well, part of an open relationship is being able to have other partners if you wish that way there's no cheating or whatever. I meet anyone he's interested in, and he would do the same with me. Open relationship is about having everything out in the open...even the other people you see

ME: ... interesting. I don't think I could agree to something like that (translation: HELL NO). Even if it was just on my end I don't think I could feel right doing that.

F: Same here!

SM: Oh well that's the thing; I'd have no issue with my actions because my partner knows what I'd be doing.

ME: That's very interesting (repeating in my mind "don't judge what you don't know")

Now, I really wanted to give the "are you crazy" look, because it makes no sense to me. Granted it might work for some, but it just seems like an excuse for cheating and not calling it cheating for others. I don't know if it was just my imagination but I felt like this woman was lying to herself. Some people want something so much that they'll continue to put themselves in situations that they may not have otherwise been open to.

Over the years there have been many social changes regarding relationships and how society views them some of which have become the norm. However, consider the reality of human nature, people don't always like to share, especially personal things. In most cases, we're inclined to be jealous of a partner being with someone else and we're resistant to that partner having another relationship.

She said something about being in a fully committed relationship. My question is: How can an open relationship be a fully committed relationship? And how and when, if at all, is this explained to the children from these relationships?

Interestingly, the very next day one of my classmates informed me that she too was in a polyamorous relationship. She said that she can't give her girlfriend everything she needs and vice-versa. Her rationale being that you can't expect to get everything from just one person.

Though I may not agree with everything I hear, I do appreciate these conversations because though I tend to see myself as a pretty open minded person, these types of things challenge me. In the end I know what I am closed or open to for my own life, but to each his/her own. I just feel like with most individuals this one is a ticking time bomb.

Friday, February 26, 2010

It's called verbal diarrhea and I think have it... sometimes

I've come to the conclusion that as of late, when it comes to verbally expressing myself, my mind and my mouth have not been formally introduced. I was in class the other night with a splitting headache and about 5 minutes away from giving a group presentation. I had my notes, knew the information but what came out of my mouth was the equivalent of verbal diarrhea. Gross, I know. But by the expression on my classmates' faces, you'd think that that's exactly what happened. I looked over at my group-mate and he just said "that's good, that's enough." At the time I didn't really care, I just wanted to go home and get some Advil. But the next morning, I was mortified. Was it simply because I'm SO over this program, simply because I haven't been feeling well? Or do I really have a problem?

Less than a decade ago, I could argue a point to death and make some damn good sense about it- or at least have you thinking it made sense. Or even when I was really quiet about a subject, when I did speak it was clear and knowledgeable. Now though... I can't even convince myself that what I'm saying makes sense. The next day on my 40 minute commute to class, I basically talked to myself (don't judge) and repeated what I should have said during the presentation, this time explaining it clearly. Why the hell couldn't I do that the night before?!

When I started to think about it more, I realized that its been like this over the last few years where even in my conversations with friends and family, it has been a challenge.

Perhaps a public speaking intervention class is in order. Let's just hope I don't sound like:

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Play-what Now?

As a young child, I don't recall going over to friends houses a lot. I do remember we weren't really allowed to do sleep overs. I'm not sure if that was because my mother preferred not to deal with it, or just didn't like her children spending the night at someone's house that she didn't know that well. Or perhaps she just didn't trust her kids, which probably isn't without its merit. When we were in 5th/4th grade my brother and I begged my mother to let us start walking home with friends instead of taking the bus or getting picked up. Somewhere along the way we got distracted and started playing basketball at some boys house, getting home hours after school had let out. Needless to say, that was the last time we walked home that year.

All of this is to say that I feel like kids are socialized way more than my generation ever was- or perhaps just more than I ever was. Now as an adult I watch the process that kids engage in at school, at parks, often with other kids they just met. One thing that has surfaced in these observations is how adults have modified their language. Like where the heck did "criss-cross, apple sauce" come from?

A few weeks back when I was picking up the kid from school, his classmate ran up and asked if he could come to my house to play. His mother who had just come in said "OK we should arrange a play date". In hindsight I hope I was successful at concealing the horror in my face because that was by far the most heinous word I'd heard that day. I can't even really articulate why I feel such repulsion by it, I just do.


I want to know who coined the phrase "play date". I just bet he or she was just trying to win a game of Scrabble. Seriously, can't kids just "go over to so-and-so's house", why does it have to be a date? Is it out of shear laziness that parents can't say that their kid is out with a friend?

Perhaps I'm being extreme, there are just some words that have no business together.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Can't write? Take pictures!

I have plenty of ideas to write about, I just have no desire to write. Perhaps because I have to do so much of it for school. So what is there to post? Pictures!

My friend and photog buddy Nicole and her fiance Jesse are getting married in a few months and wanted to take some engagement pictures at their new home. So, I had a little fun with her new lens and let the morning light work its magic. Here's a teaser:



Friday, January 15, 2010

Hollywood Formula for Gold: Agent White Savior



I found this article the day after I saw Avatar and thought it touched on most of the points I had going through my head. The movie, I thought, was visually stunning, the story was well told, and it didn't even feel like a 3 hour film.

Yet, throughout those three hours there was just one really big nagging feeling: here we go again with the cliche white savior. The main character, Jake, is marked as the "chosen one", the messiah, which was reminiscent of missionaries who forced natives to salvation and even reinforced any idea of white superiority. So, if you're sick of watching the same 'ole Hollywood story where the poor little person(s) of color needs saving by some slightly flawed but wise white person (Dangerous Minds, Gran Torino, Blind Side, etc.) its probably better to be aware of it before going in.

All of this makes me wonder, would fair representation really kill Hollywood? Ignorant of the business of it, I wouldn't think so. I just think people watch what's good. And honestly, Avatar would have been a good movie regardless of the male lead, who I did not think was very good.

Another thing is that people are complaining that "it's just a movie" and that we colored folk are being too sensitive as usual. However, wouldn't one assume if there was a balanced perception, then people wouldn't complain?
Seriously, the abundance of white lady teacher movies are killing me. I mean I'm well aware that there are people like that regardless of color, the problem is there is really only one type of person who is celebrated.


Consider how good films such as Lean on Me, Stand and Deliver, the Marva Collins Story were; all true. Why do our kids have to be under the illusion that a Hollywood character is the one who can help them. Anyway, I digress...

Next topic of debate: The Magic Negro


http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100111/ap_on_en_mo/us_avatar_racism

Near the end of the hit film "Avatar," the villain snarls at the hero, "How does it feel to betray your own race?" Both men are white — although the hero is inhabiting a blue-skinned, 9-foot-tall, long-tailed alien.

Strange as it may seem for a film that pits greedy, immoral humans against noble denizens of a faraway moon, "Avatar" is being criticized by a small but vocal group of people who allege it contains racist themes — the white hero once again saving the primitive natives.

Since the film opened to widespread critical acclaim three weeks ago, hundreds of blog posts, newspaper articles, tweets and YouTube videos have said things such as the film is "a fantasy about race told from the point of view of white people" and that it reinforces "the white Messiah fable."

The film's writer and director, James Cameron, says the real theme is about respecting others' differences.

In the film (read no further if you don't want the plot spoiled for you) a white, paralyzed Marine, Jake Sully, is mentally linked to an alien's body and set loose on the planet Pandora. His mission: persuade the mystic, nature-loving Na'vi to make way for humans to mine their land for unobtanium, worth $20 million per kilo back home.

Like Kevin Costner in "Dances with Wolves" and Tom Cruise in "The Last Samurai" or as far back as Jimmy Stewart in the 1950 Western "Broken Arrow," Sully soon switches sides. He falls in love with the Na'vi princess and leads the bird-riding, bow-and-arrow-shooting aliens to victory over the white men's spaceships and mega-robots.

Adding to the racial dynamic is that the main Na'vi characters are played by actors of color, led by a Dominican, Zoe Saldana, as the princess. The film also is an obvious metaphor for how European settlers in America wiped out the Indians.

Robinne Lee, an actress in such recent films as "Seven Pounds" and "Hotel for Dogs," said that "Avatar" was "beautiful" and that she understood the economic logic of casting a white lead if most of the audience is white.

But she said the film, which so far has the second-highest worldwide box-office gross ever, still reminded her of Hollywood's "Pocahontas" story — "the Indian woman leads the white man into the wilderness, and he learns the way of the people and becomes the savior."

"It's really upsetting in many ways," said Lee, who is black with Jamaican and Chinese ancestry. "It would be nice if we could save ourselves."

Annalee Newitz, editor-in-chief of the sci-fi Web site io9.com, likened "Avatar" to the recent film "District 9," in which a white man accidentally becomes an alien and then helps save them, and 1984's "Dune," in which a white man becomes an alien Messiah.

"Main white characters realize that they are complicit in a system which is destroying aliens, AKA people of color ... (then) go beyond assimilation and become leaders of the people they once oppressed," she wrote.

"When will whites stop making these movies and start thinking about race in a new way?" wrote Newitz, who is white.

Black film professor and author Donald Bogle said he can understand why people would be troubled by "Avatar," although he praised it as a "stunning" work.

"A segment of the audience is carrying in the back of its head some sense of movie history," said Bogle, author of "Toms, Coons, Mulattoes, Mammies & Bucks: An Interpretive History of Blacks in American Films."

Bogle stopped short, however, of calling the movie racist.

"It's a film with still a certain kind of distortion," he said. "It's a movie that hasn't yet freed itself of old Hollywood traditions, old formulas."

Writer/director Cameron, who is white, said in an e-mail to The Associated Press that his film "asks us to open our eyes and truly see others, respecting them even though they are different, in the hope that we may find a way to prevent conflict and live more harmoniously on this world. I hardly think that is a racist message."

There are many ways to interpret the art that is "Avatar."

What does it mean that in the final, sequel-begging scene, Sully abandons his human body and transforms into one of the Na'vi for good? Is Saldana's Na'vi character the real heroine because she, not Sully, kills the arch-villain? Does it matter that many conservatives are riled by what they call liberal environmental and anti-military messages?

Is Cameron actually exposing the historical evils of white colonizers? Does the existence of an alien species expose the reality that all humans are actually one race?

"Can't people just enjoy movies any more?" a person named Michelle posted on the Web site for Essence, the magazine for black women, which had 371 comments on a story debating the issue.

Although the "Avatar" debate springs from Hollywood's historical difficulties with race, Will Smith recently saved the planet in "I Am Legend," and Denzel Washington appears ready to do the same in the forthcoming "Book of Eli."

Bogle, the film historian, said that he was glad Cameron made the film and that it made people think about race.

"Maybe there is something he does want to say and put across" about race, Bogle said. "Maybe if he had a black hero in there, that point would have been even stronger."

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Jesse Washington covers race and ethnicity for The Associated Press.