What a Day for an opening! The Obama Presidential Center and Library officially opens to the public in Chicago's Jackson Park on June 19, 2026. What else is special about June 19, each year. Juneteenth falls annually on June 19. It commemorates the day in 1865 when Union troops arrived in Galveston, Texas, to announce that the last enslaved Black Americans were free. Praying all goes well and safe as America celebrates with him.
Discussing my books: "The Politics Of Prayer," "When Will Eve Be Forgiven?" "Diary of a Wannabe Gardener," "Manhood Interrupted An Answer For The Red Pill Man," and future books. INTERVIEWS (womanhood, women in ministry, women authors, dreadlock wearers, and anti-Red Pill Man). Also, current events impacting society. Contact me at: rizerfall@yahoo.com
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Friday, January 28, 2022
Black History and Hair
When it comes to celebrating Black history, one part of that history, natural Black hair. gets overlooked. The hair of Black people has played a significant part in the evolution of Black people in America and the hairstyle DREADLOCKS has been center stage.
Hair matters and there is no other choice of hair style that has elicited strong emotions more so than dreadlocks. The dreadlock hair style is filled with history, confusion of origin, myth, and strong political and ethnic ownership. People argue about who is allowed to wear dreadlocks and where dreadlocks can be worn. Dreadlocks have been designated as a no in the workplace, but that is changing. Authors have penned books about dreadlock history or how to care for them. My book, Don't Dread Dreads, The People Speak is different. Through personal interviews and photos from around the world from dreadlock wearers, I give the reader intimate access to the world of dreadlocks. The dreadlock world is a world where even the ‘name’ to call the hair style is contentious. Dreadlocks evoke strong emotions and endless debate. Even if you do not choose to wear your hair in an African-centric hairstyle such as dreadlocks, your choice of hairstyle still speaks volumes. Has the African American community embraced their natural hair as a thing of beauty, or will the natural kinks and wooliness of our hair continue to cause shame and self-loathing? Recently, there has been a reclaiming and pride of natural hair in the Black community. Due to the availability of Black hair care products and the revelation of hair straighteners being linked to cancer, the Black community has begun to love their natural hair. The once hated coiled hair is now being viewed as beautiful and holds a sense of pride for Black men and women. But that was not always the case. Madam C. J. Walker (December 23, 1867-May 25, 1919) an American businesswoman, hair care entrepreneur, tycoon, and philanthropist, marketed beauty and hair products for black women. She was the first female to become a millionaire. She was born Sarah Breedlove in Delta, Louisiana and was the first member of her family to be born free. Her parents had been slaves.
When she began to lose her hair from extreme dandruff and scalp disease from washing her hair once a month, which was customary during that time period, she designed her own line of hair care products. By 1917, she had the largest business in the United States owned by a black person. "I am a woman who came from the cotton fields of the South. From there I was promoted to the wash tub. From there I was promoted to the cook kitchen. And from there I promoted myself into the business of manufacturing hair goods and preparations...I have built my own factory on my own ground.'' An estimated 75% of American black women continue to perm or relax their hair.
The award winning
A generation earlier, actress Cicely Tyson was told by members of the black community that she may be a gifted actress, but her short natural hairstyle was detrimental to the image of black women.
Information source: Article by Russell K., Wilson M., and Hall R. (1992) Hair: the Straight and Nappy of it all, "The Color Complex: the Politics of Skin Color Among African Americans" NY: Anchor, 81-93.Monday, January 24, 2022
Let the movie " THE HELP" help: Black hands that rock the cradle revelation.
For Black History month I hope you watch the movie or read the book The Help. And for those against Critical Race Theory, this movie/book is why people are saying true history it about truth and not hate.
Okay people, I think the movie "The Help" is a must-see movie. A movie reviewer said it the best:
By Betsy Sharkey, Los Angeles Times Film Critic "The Help" is a delicious peppery stew of home-cooked, 1960s Southern-style racism that serves up a soulful dish of what ails us and what heals us. Laughter, which is ladled on thick as gravy, proves to be the secret ingredient — turning what should be a feel-bad movie about those troubled times into a heart-warming surprise."I am from Mississippi and to my surprise, the overwhelming majority of viewers happened to be Caucasian couples. Why was this surprising to me - because the story line was about the help, the hard-working lives of black women living through a severely prejudiced time, eking out an existence with rules that did not allow for any quality of life. The rules were instituted and guarded by whites protecting a coveted standard of living where life was easy; complicated only by how high they could rise in status and wealth.
Let me just say beforehand that much of the debate about this movie is centered on a white character being the heroine of black characters and whether the target audience was the white audience leaving them with a feel-good feeling at the end of the movie. Being from the South, I walked into the theater wondering would the 'help' actually divulge their true thoughts about their employer? Was there a ring of truth anywhere in this dynamic of the Southern woman and her hired help? WOULD THE HELP SPILL THEIR GUTS????
As the theater filled and the audience consisted of a speckling of 6 black people, the question pinged through my brain "How can a white audience watch this show without shame, guilt or some sliver of embarrassment and should there be any?"
One thing that was amazing about the movie was the language used. There were phrases used in a movie (fictional) recreated from a book written about a time we have decided has long passed, that are still said on TBN, in local churches, and yes, Fox News. When I heard these same phrases i.e. "I am a Christian and I would hurt you by helping you financially" there was no way you could have kept me from thinking about the political struggle occurring between the classes of giving the poor too much and trying to take from the rich. I could hear John Hagee shouting Scripture from his televised pulpit saying, "If a man does not work; he does not eat." The movie clearly demonstrated how a man could work and still could not eat; it all depends upon who is calling the shots.
But all of that aside, the biggest revelation or illumination I had was the burning question posed to all of the "Help" - "How do you feel raising white children while someone else takes care of your own children?"
Michele Bauchmann has said, and others have echoed, the breakdown of the black family as the ill of society. People have come to believe the black family is so dysfunctional now and that it was in a better condition during slavery. But what I realized is that for generations it was a black slave or black help raising, nurturing, loving, and yes, during slavery- being a wet nurse and breastfeeding white children. There are generations of adult white children who have been cared for by black women!!! Did those generations of children turn out bad or did they turn out well? Was the true determinate for their success or failure their access to money/wealth or was it the loving hand of the black Mammy that made such a strong generation?
My final question as I rode home from the movie was did anyone truly hear the words coming out of the mouths of the characters? Did anyone hear the pain of the black women and the shear obliviousness of choice in the words uttered by the white people on the big screen?
I am glad the movie was a top grossing movie for more than two weeks. I hope people were laughing at the well-placed humor of living and being as well as the soul crushing ugliness of the human heart. I was pleasantly surprised the movie was true in telling the secrets the races never tell each other. There was not one person who could not relate to at least one character on the big screen. This movie was a glaring exposure of the human condition of heart, spirit, and soul at its worst and its best. I hope we recognized more than our own black Aunt Cill and our black friend Netty depicted in the movie. I hope we could each see ourselves up there doing what was decent and what was right - the hard things that shake and shape this world for the better. I hope we let the movie "The Help" help.
The African Connection
One thing Black people in America do not do is have pride in their African heritage. Most do not even recognize their blackness as it relates to their ancestry in Africa. Slavery erased connections to our African and many feel they are only connected to their first ancestors to reach American shores. Ties to Africa were effectively severed.
As I have aged my hands have become darker with more lines and etchings of time. Not that I was ever a redbone, a cream coffee, or even a caramel color. I was just a lighter brown. But my color never seemed to be that of the Black people of Africa. They were black black. Does it bother me that my melanin seems to be going to the darker side of the spectrum with age? No. That is the least of my worries. I used to hear as a small child the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice. But all of the men ran after the 'high yellow' girls and the other black girls of the South tried to stay out of the sun so they would not become darker. So, I knew someone was lying with the darker the berry line. In America, the diluted Black person was seen as the prettier person.Why am I bringing this all up you may wonder? Well, are you wondering? Good. My first goal met.
I had the pleasure of meeting two well put together dark sisters one time. The first I shared a seat with on a shuttle and she somehow just began to tell me how offended she and her family were by the movie the "Help" because her grandmother and aunt were teachers in Mississippi during that time of the 1960's and her family were never maids. Black people not only distanced themselves from the darker Black people but also from those doing 'service' type work.
Oh, I had met this type before. Ashamed. Angry. How dare you think my family ever cleaned for whites while that same lifestyle still exists for Mississippians in 2024. Black people hate movies that link them to slavery and even to their origin of being black black. They see no point in constantly visiting times in history when Black people were portrayed as less than. And dark Black people were viewed as less than.
Africans think Black Americans are not black enough and have sold out and Black Americans seem to not feel any connection accept denial of Africa. What is wrong? Do Black Americans have to embrace their African roots to be seen as proud Black Americans? Are we black enough while not knowing our roots in Africa?
I wanted to label or title this blog Black Confusion or Black Hate because the lines have blurred. Every other ethnicity will go on and on telling you about their ancestral roots in Ireland, Italy, Russia, or Germany. Black Americans become offended when Africa is brought up saying they do not know anything about the country. Why does the Black community have no pride in belonging to Africa?
Are Black people still so broken until they have a battle with their darkness, lightness, origin, occupation, remembrance of lineage, or forgetfulness of their struggles for freedom? Do they just have a problem with their BLACKNESS? Does everything about their color and occupation remind them of pain?
I don't know. We say it is 'them' or 'they' who hate Black people. But I say 'we' are doing a pretty good job of it too.
So, this is my black bone I have to pick with Black people. Do we love our blackness? Or do we love our own definition of what BLACK means to each of us?
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