Angry black woman, oh please! This depiction of black women is redundant. Yes I can get angry; yes I’m black and yes it so happens that I’m a woman. And yes there is a hint of ‘attitude’ in my tone, but please don’t conclude that I’m angry. It’s not anger, its passion mingled with a hint of frustration. Shockingly black women (just like other human beings) can experience a spectrum of emotions; anger is ONE of them but so are joy, fear and admiration.
Please can we have a standing ovation for the men in my community. Valentines day has gone (thank goodness) but I’m sprinkling love on our black men anyway. We appreciate you guys! For those who find the concept of black appreciation extra or think it’s discriminatory because all people deserve a standing ovation, feel free to stop reading. If you do choose to read on, please be aware of three things;
1. It’s going to get extra with a capital X
2. Taking time to appreciate black men, doesn’t mean that other men don’t deserve some appreciation too. It’s not a zero sum game
3. There will be references to the Black Panther movie but I promise no spoilers
‘Women issues’ occupied every bit of the media this week; from Oprah Winfrey’s impassioned Golden Globe speech, to Carrier Gracie calling out the BBC on their illegal pay practices (not to mention Theresa May’s sham of a scam of a mockery cabinet reshuffle). I spent a good part of the week screaming at news interviews or giving standing ovations to people from all walks of life boldly declaring the end of abuse towards women and girls. But amongst all the inspired tweets and speeches it was clear that progress when it comes to ‘women issues’ has been slow and overstated.