Keeping it REAL.

If you’ve made it here to my blog, you probably have a pretty good idea of who I am and what I’m about. In the event that you’re just now discovering me, allow me to introduce myself. Hi, My Name Is: Dee-Dee!

Today, I find myself in a moral dilemma. A constant battle between expressing myself or remaining silent. Typically, I choose the latter. I don’t withhold in fear of backlash or opposition, I’m always open for intelligent discussion, I hold back because a wise man told me don’t argue with fools, because people from a distance can’t tell who’s who! 

First off, this election has brought one undeniable truth to the forefront, RACISM is still ALIVE and WELL here in America. This isn’t news to me, I experience it regularly, being in a inter-racial and inter-cultural marriage and being the mother of a multiracial teenager. 

Just yesterday, someone I know posted a photo of “Hillary Clinton in black face”, (I refuse to include this photo) a photo we all know is not real and one that has been around for many many years, her comment below the post “I still find it funny lol” and because I never understood why it was funny years ago, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask, why today, it was funny. I asked politely for her to explain what was so funny about it? And her answer was as follows: 

“Omg. Ok I don’t explain myself to anyone. But because it’s YOU 😉.. I find how the media spins people to be amusing- I hate politics and this election. It is such a joke! Not a racists thing. I know what your thinking We BOTH have biracial daughters.”

There you have it, her answer that we BOTH (note the caps!) have biracial daughters, cleared it up. She has a pass? Strange thing is, her political posts were offensive to me and my sensibilities but I had no interest in losing any friends over opposing beliefs. This was an entirely new level of hate, one I couldn’t watch play out. As I unfriended this person it reminded me to appreciate the one good thing that came out of this election, the clear racists, bigots, sexists and hate!!! 

Now, let me take anyone to class who is THIS ignorant.

As a mother of an older child who is (in her words) “biracial”, I’ve been in this a bit longer so maybe it hasn’t sunk in for her just yet. Having a black child does NOT give you any privledges or passes, it actually gives you an even bigger JOB as a mother, to do everything in your power to help fix the problem – certainly not ADD to it! 

The history of the blackface was born in prejudice, hostility, and ignorance towards black people. 

These blackface “entertainers” would  imitate black music & dance and exaggerate the language by speaking in a “plantation” dialect of improper English. No performers (white or black) were allowed on stage to act the parts of blacks – WITHOUT THIS BLACK FACE because they wanted to ensure that nobody saw them as equals. Most roles included the ugliest stereotypes of African American slaves. It was a grotesque and demeaning mischaracterization of the people, many of whom, despite the terrible odds managed to educate themselves, speak proper, read, write, care for themselves, uplift one another and go on to be productive members of society. Blackface portrayed NONE of that. 

Another common term for these roles was the part of “the coon”. That’s funny?

Sadly, the White audiences some of whom never encountered black people in real life, would come to believe that these charactures depicted what blacks were actually like. This would further the misconception that black people were very content being enslaved and would be ill-equipped for independence so they were doing black people a favor. 

The history of blackface is very dark and complex. While you may think it’s harmless to laugh at these “jokes” it just proves you are a HUGE part of the problem. People like to say that there is no such thing as “systematic oppression” yet here you are, centuries later, laughing and making a mockery of an entire race of people who were abducted and forced into slavery, raped, not taught to read or write, abused and murdered for simply having more melanin. 

It shows that although she may have been so socially unaware, that she ended up having a “biracial” child. Obviously she has yet to educate herself on the enormous responsibility it is to raise a child and then add to it the tremendous added responsibility it is to raise a child of African descent when she is obviously completely and utterly unprepared to do so!!!! To me, it’s been an honor and a privledge to raise a young woman who embraces ALL of who she is and where her story began, but it took extra work and effort! So if I could say one thing to her, it would be, DO NOT EVER COMPARE YOURSELF TO ME! Our similarities end with, in her own text “we both have biracial daughters”! That is it!

As we ALL know, there is no test of qualifications of your ability to parent. Most of us go into it blind and we see things along the way that make us better! When it comes to my daughter, of very diverse cultural backgrounds, I rely on my “village” to help me, I use common sense and morality when it comes to racial issues! My village is amazing, for this I’m grateful. Maybe this person doesn’t have enlightened and strong men and women around her to guide her, which isn’t an excuse, but I’m pretty sure if I posted something as obscene and vulgar – my village would have quickly called me on it! 

Ignorance sure is bliss, but someday her beautiful child will be an adult. This young lady will see the world and the ugliness in it first hand and hopefully it won’t destroy her knowing it came from her own mother. 

Nothing but love and lessons offered here! 

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