Showing posts with label black rebellion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black rebellion. Show all posts

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Hatshepsut...and other gendequeer Africans

Tomorrow the kids at my school are having a Black History Month Assembly that I mostly organized. Pray for us!

My kids are reciting A Dream Deferred by Langston Hughes. They've got it down pat! I love it!

I'm listening to Dr. Yosef Ben Jochannan on You Tube. He's really awesome...because he has so much information about ancient African civilizations from field work, though...you guessed it...he's a little homophobic. Which saddens me. But makes me realize that I've got a lot of fucken work to do in terms of attempting to build bridges between the Africentric LGBT community and the Africentric straight community because...we are one people...and Africentricity, if you haven't guessed...is my thing...and I don't like folks tryna shut me out of my own fucken history. I know that since Africa is the source of all humanity, Africa contained the seed for human diversity and that various forms of sexuality and gender expression have existed on the continent since foever. I know it in my heart...now I just gotta back it up with research. Because I refuse to be written out of history. It was European culture which taught us to hate our bodies and our sexualities in general...I would be wholly and completely unsurprised if it was our interaction with European culture which caused us to hate this natural diversity within ourselves. (And you know how us Black folk love to oppress each other even harder than Europeans ever did once we learn how...) Especially since the record shows that contact with European culture caused many peoples to turn their backs on their ancient practices of welcoming "two-spirited" people in their communities. But who knows. Maybe homophobia originated on the African continent, too. I doubt that we were ever homophobic to the level that so many African countries and regions within the Diaspora are today tho. I really do feel like the intense homophobia and hatred within Africa and the Diaspora are symptoms of the colonialism we are still under. Consensual sex, love between any souls...are truly sacred things whether they occur between two women, two men, or a woman/man pair. It's all about energy flowing between two or more bodies. I stand firm in that belief. I trust my body to tell me what's natural to it.

And plus...Hatshepsut...who later dropped the feminine "t" at the end of her name to become Hatshepsu...was a female fucken pharoah...a female fucken pharoah. This chick went all the fucken way tho...put on the beard...wore the clothing of a male pharoah...had statues made of herself portraying her as a pharoah. How...studly.

And now...the research begins...well, after my nap.



From Alicia Banks' website:

Stolen Women: Reclaiming Our Sexuality, Taking Back Our Lives is an excellent book by Dr. Gail Elizabeth Wyatt. Read it today. It expertly examines Black female sexuality. It is afrocentric and candid. It is written so that it may be as valuable to a teenager as it is to the mother of a teenager. Every sister and every person who loves a sister should read this book.

It is because I love this book so that I am so deeply wounded by the following quote taken from it: “[In Africa] There were sexual practices that were not condoned, such as adultery, rape, incest or homosexual relationships.” No true scholar would ever make any blanket statements about any cultural practices in Africa. Africa is a HUGE continent with HUNDREDS of tribes. Each tribe has diverse traditions and practices.

It is true that some African tribes do not condone homosexuality. It is equally true that some African tribes DO condone homosexuality. It is wrong and homophobically cruel to state otherwise, as Wyatt has done.

I LOATHE this special pseudo-African brand of gaybashing. I was especially repulsed to find it tainting the pages of this excellent book. Sex is an expression of love. Homosexual love is just as natural and real as heterosexual love. No true scholar ever equates homosexuality with pathology. In fact, the overwhelming majority of rapists, pedophiles and adulterers globally are HETEROSEXUAL men.

Homosexuality is ancient and universal. Africa is the First World. The first humans were African. Thus, clearly, the first homosexual humans were African also.

I cannot express the EXCRUCIATING emotional pain of being denied my heritage and homeland because I am a lesbian. It is a brutal act of bigotry that stings my very soul. Gaybashers, like homosexuals, are everywhere. Yet, I have NEVER heard a white gaybasher tell a white lesbian that she is not a true European because she is gay.

Many lesbian women and girls will read Stolen Women. The truth about homosexuality in Africa should not be stolen from them as they do so. They should not be omitted from the legacy of African sisterhood simply because they are homosexual.

I REFUSE to EVER allow anyone to imply that Africa was EVER a heterosexist utopia!!! No such world has ever existed. And, it never will. Homosexuals, like heterosexuals, are eternal.

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Tuesday, July 8, 2008

AfroPunks!



It's AfroPunk Week in Brooklyn and let me just say that I am truly enjoying the festivities! I <3 AfroPunk. I first attended the festival three years ago with a couple of my friends. It's a festival that at the time was in it's second year and was spawned from a documentary of the same name and directed by James Spooner, a self-proclaimed Afro Punk. It's about race in punk rock, and specifically about Black people who are punk (and have been punk since punk was). It's now in it's fourth year and it draws Afro Punks and Afro Punk enthusiasts from around NYC, the tri-state area, and probably the country. It generates such amazing energy because there is such radical race pride and self-acceptance floating in the air during the festival alongside pure rock and roll, pure music, pure incredible intense love and rebellion and defiance. There are no apologies, no "yea I'm Black but I'm punk" or "I'm not white but I do like punk."

But there are lots of...

"Hell yea I'm punk and hell yea I'm Black! What other way is there to be?"
"Shit yea punk is the Blackest thing on god's green earth, you ain't know?"
"Where the fuck do you think the punk counterculture got it's inspiration from? This is pure Black nationalism...the piercings, the tats, the dreds, the 'hawks...that's Africa babe!"





You see folks with Black power buttons, and tee shirts with messages like "I'm Black...please don't shoot," and golden Africa medallions...

annnd lip rings annnd nostril rings annnd industrials annnd artistically shaved heads annnd ear plugs annnd hair color annnd skateboards

and the space that this festival creates to be all of that and more is so refreshing and empowering and affirming and celebratory and sexy and addictive as hell, and so COMPLETELY necessary.

But that's just a background. This year's festival has so far been amazing, and last night I saw two incredible film selections with friends.

The first was also directed by James Spooner, a "scripted documentary" about a man who rejects his Black self while exploring the punk world, since conventional, white dominated punk outlets don't typically have space for a strong Black consciousness. No, he doesn't conveniently "discover" the AfroPunk scene near the film's end but he does eventually discover himself. Brilliant film, highly recommended.



The second was a hilARious romantic comedy called "I'm Through With White Girls." For me it was an extremely refreshing take on/celebration of Black love amidst the problematic history of race relations in the U.S., but it's one of those films that everyone is bound to take something different yet powerfully affirming from. While some small aspects of it rubbed up against my politics (and lead to a spirited phone conversation with one of my friends until 3:00 am about the biological/socially constructed nature of desire, the troubled history of race and the present manifestation of racism in a colonized world, standards of beauty and desirability that are decidedly anti-Black and anti "real people," and the politics of interracial relationships and skin color in the U.S.), overall it was just such a provocative, intriguing, entertaining, funny, well-acted, relate-able movie. And I'm not even one to really sit through and enjoy movies that don't have a documentary kind of feel to them. But this movie definitely WILL be in my collection when it's released on DVD Aug. 12th. Without a doubt. It was that good, and if you get a chance, you should really check it out.