To see angry Black women get the respect they deserve was a profound experience, and one that up until now was something unimaginable.
Browsing: Commentary
When Peterson and Pillai drenched their mighty, South Asian bodies in their very own glitter, I smiled to myself, satisfied.
We’re not ‘misbehaving’. We’re in a space they regard as theirs. We don’t need permission to enter. That’s what scares them.
Nazis in broad daylight were intimidating and verbally attacking residents, and police did nothing at all.
The master’s tools cannot dismantle his house, but they weren’t always his, and they don’t always have to remain that way.
Somehow it’s okay for us to go crucify ourselves on our own, while those Muslims in power maintain their privilege and comfort and organisational funding.
So how, I reflect, should we reflect (and therefore act) on Rohingya and Burma?
Today, whiteness has redefined itself through corporate brands and social media markers of popularity that do not necessarily look or act white, but nevertheless solidify white supremacy.
While condemning such sexualisation of women these same people then swiftly ask “So, when are you getting married?”
We could be more powerful – and more protected.