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THE GOOD KIND OF<br />
BLACK<br />
Vanessa Boreland<br />
“You must be mixed, you’re too pretty to be JUST<br />
black,” some drunk white boy screamed at me over the<br />
shitty music at the crowded bar.<br />
I was at a loss for words. Not only are you implying my<br />
black isn’t beautiful, but that my black is only acceptable<br />
because it’s offset by something more, “appealing.” This<br />
drunk idiot was trying<br />
to compliment me and he had done anything but. As a<br />
biracial woman I am faced with the fact that I’m valued<br />
more because I’m not viewed as, “just black.”<br />
Nowadays we’re living in a climate of complicated racial<br />
relations that we haven’t seen since the 50s and 60s.<br />
Every day you log onto Facebook, Twitter or Instagram<br />
and see another police shooting,<br />
another protest or some other racially<br />
charged incident. Some would say we<br />
are living in a whole new era of civil<br />
rights movements, and I completely<br />
agree. Yet, I walk the line between<br />
parties, white and black.<br />
Between Black Lives Matter and All<br />
Lives Matter; let me tell you it gets<br />
harder all the time. Everyone wants<br />
you to pick a side but you can’t<br />
because every day you wake up and<br />
live in a parallel.<br />
Being mixed has never been easy for<br />
me. Growing up I struggled with<br />
my racial identity. I was never black<br />
enough for the black kids, but I was<br />
too black for the white kids. I denied<br />
my blackness for so long, because I desperately wanted<br />
to fit in with the “cool” kids, and big surprise, majority<br />
of the cool kids were white. Don’t get me wrong, there<br />
were a handful of token black kids that we’re part of that<br />
crew, but almost all of them were biracial.<br />
“ghetto” enough to be entertaining, but not to the point<br />
of being, “ratchet.” The, “good” kind of black doesn’t<br />
take pride in its own blackness, but fits into the mold of<br />
what society has constructed.<br />
Here’s a perfect example of this concept; let us not<br />
forget Feb. 6 2016. A day that will live infamy. The day<br />
Beyonce dropped “Formation.” From SNL to Twitter,<br />
the, “white people<br />
just found out Beyonce is black” jokes ran<br />
rampant and were honestly hilarious. Then<br />
came the Super Bowl, and the shit really hit<br />
the fan. Beyoncé’s Black Panther tribute was<br />
no longer a laughing matter. People (white people)<br />
were actually pissed. For the first time beautiful, light<br />
skinned, blonde haired, Beyoncé was proudly and<br />
unapologetically displaying<br />
her blackness. How could this be? How could this icon<br />
not fit into the mold that was<br />
constructed for her?<br />
by the #TeamLightSkin vs. #TeamDarkSkin hashtags,<br />
the latter being the “losing” team. Even within the black<br />
community, it’s still better to be light.<br />
I need to mention the role black men play into this<br />
concept. Every day I’m scrolling through my timeline<br />
and I see an alarming amount of slander against black<br />
women coming from black men. Black men praise<br />
the light skin, the Latino, the, “foreign” and the<br />
white woman while calling the dark skinned female,<br />
“cockroaches,” “ratchet,” “bad attitude” and “angry.” I<br />
wonder why they’re angry? Maybe because since the day<br />
they’ve been born they’ve been pitted against the, “good”<br />
kind of black woman? I’d also like to casually remind the<br />
black men saying these things that<br />
most of them were birthed and raised<br />
from the type of black woman they<br />
find so disgusting…<br />
So what can we do? How do we<br />
move away from this, “good”<br />
black person and just celebrate our<br />
blackness? For me, it happened when<br />
I stopped caring about what other<br />
people think of me. I stopped caring<br />
where people wanted to put me on<br />
this, “blackness spectrum.” All of a<br />
sudden I just started to love myself,<br />
and I refuse to let anyone take that<br />
self-love away from me.<br />
So for all my light skinned, dark<br />
skinned and any shade skinned in<br />
between black people, don’t be afraid<br />
to love yourself. Be as black as you want. Be as white as<br />
you want. Be whatever the fuck you want. We are ALL<br />
the “good” kind of black.<br />
Which brings me to this unfortunate but glaringly<br />
obvious occurrence in our society…it’s okay to be black,<br />
but only if you’re the, “good” kind of black. The, “good”<br />
kind of black has a light complexion; a 2a to 3b curl<br />
pattern and light eyes. The, “good” kind of black is just,<br />
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not here to attack white people.<br />
The concept of the “good” kind of black isn’t only<br />
something that happens between black people and white<br />
people. The “good” kind of black is valued among black<br />
people as well. A few years back Twitter was taken over<br />
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