For me, the concept of being understood has always felt somewhat intangible.
As a young child, I suffered from a terrible stutter.
Only the people who loved me bothered to hear me.
The ability to write well – I thought – would free me from a future of larger misunderstanding.
I studied words. I read books. I journaled. I got published. I drew. I found pen pals. I built websites on the world wide web and dug for information.
I learned to write and I learned to communicate, but rarely still was I understood.
Between #2 pencils, pens, mechanical pencils, Sharpies, typewriters, word processors, desktops, laptops & smartphones, I’ve long had the tools to enrich my words.
Through poems, raps, song lyrics, technical documents, bulletin boards, blog articles, newspaper editorials and magazine features, I’ve sent my thoughts out to the world.
But still, I’ve rarely felt understood.
It’s hard enough to explain what it feels like being Black in a very white world, but it’s even harder to grasp the complexity of circulating Black thought in a paradigm that sees such thought as divergent.
Why is it celebrated?
Why is it allowed?
How does it advance white supremacy?
The answer to both the first and second is the third, so let's mostly talk about that one.
But first...
If you're not sure what I mean when I talk about "white violence", please plug the phrase into your Google box and that will render you better results than hopping into my mentions with questions.
If you need evidence this exists, there are centuries of examples.
I'm supposed to write something this morning so I don't wanna waste my morning burst...
... but lemme get these lil' tweets off real quick. Just a warm up.
Staying safe and not transmitting COVID - i.e., flattening the curve - does not mean that protest activity needs to end.
It does mean that tactics need to change and networks need to be hardened. Indeed, habits need to be formed and actions need to be focused.
Gotta smarten up.
The instinct to focus on mutual aid during the winter, I think, is both natural and logical. The climate is harsh, and chances to do not just good but better by the people most vulnerable to the environment are plentiful.
The potential to collect blessings is overwhelming.
I want to talk about "Black Lives Matter" and the evolution of its meaning within various subgroups, but I have not had my coffee yet.
OK...
I have come to hold the opinion that the term "Black Lives Matter" has become as dangerous as it is useful, mainly because it has been coopted by the very folks - Black & white - who ostracized the organization for both valid and invalid reasons.
Perpetrating frauds.
On its face, BLM makes perfect sense, it's a more passive way to say "Black Power". Its genius in protest terms is the statement's uncanny ability to draw racists into open debate, where bigotry always loses (because we matter).
Well dressed white lady at the BLM Ribs stand was talking to folks about the raid on the homeless camps earlier, so I got in and asked a few questions, specifically why she felt she had the authority to remove the encampment.
She repeated multiple times that "it's about peace", and claimed that the houseless were doing drugs and leaving needles around. She also claimed that they had thrown molotovs the prior night, a point which was contested by people in the crowd.
I asked if the rib spot was a charity. She said it's not, but says they feed the houseless (?).
Someone suggested that the issue between the camps was personal; she said that it might be, but repeated that it's about peace.