You say Black is Beautiful but you diss me on the internet because of my dark tone
You say Black is Beautiful but because I’m light skinned I have less flaws
You say Black is Beautiful but you say I’m pretty… for a dark-skinned girl
You say Black is Beautiful and you put your fist in the air while at the same time beating me down
because you claim a dark skin woman can take a beating better
You say Black is Beautiful but you see no problem with those in the media disrespecting dark skinned females
You say Black is Beautiful but only if I’m dark enough to be called exotic
You say Black is Beautiful but your actions show that you hate black, and don’t want to be black
You say Black is Beautiful but if I’m light skinned I’ll cheat on you
You say Black is Beautiful but you place yourself as a second-class citizen
You say Black is Beautiful but your negative perceptions mirror those who enslaved us
You say Black is Beautiful but you chose me strictly based on my lighter tone
You say Black is Beautiful but then why does it matter how I wear my hair
You say Black is Beautiful but you don’t know what true beauty is
You say Black is Beautiful but the definition of it is affected by those in the media
You say Black is Beautiful but I don’t buy it.
You don’t think you’re beautiful. You don’t think you’re handsome. I don’t know if you think at all.
You don’t have to speak these words for me to know them
I was raised by a black mother. A black father. And no, their shade does not matter to me.
I guess sometimes I laugh
At our people. Our ignorance. Our arrogance.
Sometimes it’s better than crying.
Words without meaning, you’ve muddied the image
I was told I was beautiful for being me
I was told black is beautiful because of our history
I was told black is beautiful because of our struggle
I was told black is beautiful because of the legend we as a people embody
I was told black is beautiful for all shades
I was told black defines itself, but never forgets where it came from
I was told a lot of things about being black
Everyone has their own opinions
You say Black is Beautiful?
I live it.
African American camerawoman that had peanuts thrown at her while being taunted “this is how we feed animals” at the RNC along with the Republican Puerto Rican speaker being yelled over with “USA…USA” and booed when she came to the stage, Even after a man asked the crowd to show her respect.
This article was featured in my university newspaper today and let me tell you the girl who wrote this hit the nail on the head. It’s good read so please view it below.
I’ve wanted to write this piece for a long time. It’s probably an exhausted topic, but things like this make me really appreciate the true art of journalism. I can talk about things that upset me and issues that aggravate me to the point that the only way I can think to explain it is through this article.
It”s sad that throughout my 20 years of living, all of the discrimination I’ve faced has been from my own people.
I”ve been called ugly, stuck-up, and I constantly deal with people who waste time trying to figure out whether I would fall under the Twitter hashtag #teamlightskinned, or if I’m orange with a red tint, or caramel simply because of my skin complexion.
I”’ve even heard some people say that I was probably one of the “house niggas.” Is that what we”ve come to? If so, people, we really have work to do.
Right here on Florida A&M’s campus, there are students who think that it’s intelligent to classify themselves as “red-bone,” mocha or any other ridiculous words. You are in college and you need to start acting like it.
Slavery was not a joke and I’m sure the so-called “house niggas” didn’t want to be indoors anymore than the so-called “field niggas” wanted to pick cotton. They were slaves. That meant they had no rights and were treated like property. And we try to make each other relive it everyday.
For your information, I am not a slave and neither are you. Instead of finding humor in their bondage, let’s thank them for doing what they didn’t even have to do—for us.
It seems that in 2012 all we’re worried about is what shade of black looks prettier. It’s just not fair to judge someone’s character on how light or dark someone is. Sound familiar?
A reality that we all have to face is that whether you consider yourself high yellow or dark chocolate, all of that translates to one thing to the rest of the world—you are black. Once everyone starts to understand that, our community will be in a much better state.
Wake up. Our oppression and lack of progression is our fault. We talk about each other and we fail to motivate one another, yet we’re shocked that we’re still where we used to be.
I hope every word in this article angers you and if it does, that means that you are either guilty of saying the things mentioned or that you also see the need for us to erase such nonsense from our vocabulary. I can live with that.
(All credit goes to Angie Meus)
Director George Lucas says it took 20 years to get his latest film made, “because it’s an all-black movie”.
Speaking on The Daily Show, Lucas said he had to self-fund Red Tails, the true story of a group of African-American pilots who fought in World War II.
He claimed major film studios would not back the movie because “there’s no major white roles in it at all”.”
…He then discusses how 2 of Clint Eastwood’s war movies didn’t have any black actors when at the time, there were. Hollywood is racially insensitive so if the media that controls what WE see on TV and in the movies, what does that say to our young ones, to our culture, to us?
This makes me want to see the movie even more!
My family and I are def gonna see it :)