Oh my fellow Women of Color
First of all I love a lot of you. So let’s not pretend I’m trying to be shady because I’m not.
But can we talk?
Can we stop with the unnecessary cruelness towards each other?
Can we stop upholding whiteness and pushing Colorism?
Can we not default to transphobic, sizephobic bullshit if we don’t like each other?
Why does it have to be so ugly?
You think you’re hotter than me?
Do we have to be in some invisible competition?
Do we have to perpetuate patriarchal shit that harms each and every one of us?
Can we stop talking shit about each others hair?
Can we show a modicum of respect for each other before we demand it from Men of Color and white people?
It’s 20 fucking 13.
We are living in the future.
If you don’t like how I dress, the shape of my body, my hair, my face, my style, my swag, my Queerness, etc etc that’s okay.
It’s more than okay it’s great because believe it or not, we are a vast diverse universe of women.
What’s not great is turning dislike or disinterest into a reason to be an asshole.
Can we stop pretending it’s cute?
Can we not default to beefing with each other if we don’t agree?
Can we do better than mainstream feminism and say, hey you identify as a woman, you’re a woman.
Can we stop supporting a racist system that is trying to kill us by only upholding those of us with the best weaves, the most perfect skin, the least “ethnic”noses, the flattest butts, the most ratchet hood booty shorts, the most lovers, the longest held virginity, the non Christian spritulity, those of us twerking towards freedom or two stepping to glory, those of us who walk with a switch, the sluts, the lesbians, the fat studs, the wifeys holding it down with the 2.5 kids and picket fences, the upwardly mobile, the hood for life, the hookers, the strippers, the cam girls, the creators, the shy, the as yet still controlled by ideals of Whiteness, the natural haired, the relaxed heads, single Moms, Mama’s without their babies, welfare recipients, college students, drop outs, trans* folks, genderqueers, heterosexuals; I could go on forever.
I’m talking to you dark women, you light women, you fat women, you skinny women, you demure women, you bold women, you women who are hustling and struggling and succeeding.
Shit I’m talking to myself.
We break my heart.
In this world that wants nothing more than to let us fight it out and cut each other down, can we not?
Even if we hate each other, even if there is nothing we can philosophically or morally agree upon can we stop cutting each other?
We all bleed.
Can we stop bleeding for the shits and giggles of a world that disrespects us?
Can we not.
What can we do?
We can respect each other in our differences. It’s not that hard.
We can not save the worst of our venom for each other.
We can stop just being mean to be mean because we don’t like what we’re wearing or listening to or how we’re dancing on the internet etc etc.
We can not.
I know it’s not all rainbows and puppies and hugs.
But it doesn’t have to be all competition and stepping on each other to get ahead.