Allison Dean from “Coming to America”
Then and Now.
Hi. There.
Most men would look at this and think “She’s hot”.
I look at it and think “this would be a great character for my next book” or “Wow… anime in the real world is possible!”
Wow… my thoughts are lonely.
(Source: pornographyandpipedreams)
… for a woman that is darker than the society’s popular culture standards. And you don’t require any cosmetics because we can’t make it in your tone of color since you’re not our targeted market. Yet somehow, you managed to grace our presence by dressing in non-threaten wear and we observed with our naked eye that you are in fact a woman of high standards, even thought the texture of your skin isn’t up to popular culture standards.
Yes, White people. This is what you sound like when you say “you’re pretty for a Black girl.”
I will now start saying (to white women that thinks this way) “well, you’re pretty by society standards. If you modify yourself to that of Hallie Berry, I might consider you by the standards of your White door keepers of popular culture ‘fuckable’”
(I’m wrong for this, I know. But so are they!)
Help a Single Black Mother Get Her Autism Child Back
This is Ani Lacy and her son.
She’s a rather unusual single mother (one may call her a hippie), but her son means the world to her. Her son has autism, so she opted to be a stay at home mom leaving within her means. She also educates her child while trying methods which is not unusual if you’re a freelancer. She’s poor, but not suffering. She decided to leave out of an RV while still maintaining her freedom using freelancing methods.
On May 30, 2012, we posted this story to help her get funding for an RV to go on a roadtrip with her son. However, unknown to us, her home was broken into by Child Protective Services (CPS) and they took her child away. Amazingly, the only people that shows concern for the child well being isn’t even local. While they are related, they are literally hundreds of miles away. They have sent in CPS to look in and finally capture her son while injuring Ani.
We ended up posting this update and we thought this was the end of the story. Then we logged into our account Saturday evening… and noticed A LOT OF NOTES. We figured to follow up on this matter. We reached out to Ani Lacy (under our real name) and this, along with other people’s encouragement, made her return to blogging to tell her side of the story, especially since she did nothing wrong.
We feel that because she’s a poor Woman of Color (WoC) who refuses to partake in the government system that she’s been looked at differently than other mothers. The system does not have the right to take away a child based on survival tactics, especially since CPS may put kids in foster care where they will fare less better. Her child is already suffering underneath the forester parents care.
Here’s how you can help.
Reblog this story (make sure to include all the text) and make a donation to her blog (donation button is on the right side of her blog). Her twitter account is @AniKnits.
Help give this woman and her son a Happy Ending.
Yesterday, we reblogged this post of Black mothers having to work harder because if their children is not upkept, they can have their mothering questioned. And we are modeling this blog into a general platform to talk about the daily struggles of American PoC.
However, we find it more effective if we show you a live case. So, with that in mind…
Meet Ani Lacy. She’s what people would call an “unorthodox mother”. She’s a single stay at home mom to “one amazing little boy on the autism spectrum.” With her son having autism, she decided that it would be best to not have her son attend public school, opting to school him herself. Recently, Ani decided that because of problems with keeping an apartment, she would instead get an RV and school her child via road trips. Sounds like an adventurous thing to do. However, her life have been complicated a bit.
A few weeks ago, she’s been getting troubled by local authorities. It’s best if she explained it to you directly:
The next video below is of her recording the conversation between her and Child Protective services.
Can you imagine being harassed by child protection services? Can you also imagine not being able to do anything about it because the person that reported you is protected under the law? And whatever Child Protection catches Ani in a spot that could potentially have her child taken away?
We would like to help out this woman get out of her current situation. Here’s how you can help.
Donate whatever you can afford to her gofund page. Her endgame goal is $2.9K.
Also, reblog this post and if you like, add your two cents to this story. Her blog is http://thesimpleboxcar.blogspot.com/ If you can’t donate via her gofund page, please use her paypal link on her blog.
Let’s make her life a little easier.
P.S. - She have a shop on Esty and have made money via sales there. However, it’s down at the moment, maybe to focus on relocation.
I followed a lot of Black Empowerment blogs. I am trying really hard to reshape my thinking. However, I do run into… conflicts. Like this one.
What to call a Black woman to show that you’re friendly…
Some women dislike being called Sister or Sistah (This would be a reference to “we are all one”). Some people don’t like to be called Queen because they feel I put them on a higher plane, even thought it’s a reference to we are all Kings and Queens. I can’t call their daughters “Princesses”…
So that leaves me with Woman… and some takes this as an insult as well.
I can’t say “Ms.” because some people don’t like being called Ms.
In other words, there’s no universal adaption of mutual respect because of all these different values. It almost seems like there’s no mutual middle ground, even when you are coming from a place of respect.
So, poetry wise, I’m a little lost because this is coming from women I respect. I know about women that I’m close to, and they know what I mean. But how do you address a total stranger? How do you open them up?
I think the solution is simple… you let your actions speak loud.
See, the problem is body language. I feel that body language is so important in communicating your intentions. Reduce the whistling, don’t raise your eyebrows up and down, tone down the “sizing her up”. Place your hands in your pocket and keep a steady distance… and then try your approach.
I would suggest staying away from royalty lingo and stick with the “Sister” or “Ms”. If she responds that “I’m not your sister,” don’t get upset and apologize. I think by keeping a cool demeanor, you can show that you’re just trying to chat. Even better, just apologize and walk away calmly. She might think twice.
Am I saying that this is going to work all the time? Nope. But at least it shows respect. All Black women views are different, so while you can’t hit a universal note with a verbal sign of respect, you can hit it with a physical one.
And trust me, it’s way less headaches.
FUCK YOU TUMBLR. I will reblog this every god damn twelve hours. You will NOT erase this woman’s story just because HONY is a bigot who is full of shit. Tumblr staff is full of shit. They are ALL full of shit. And fuck every single one of you shitty people for thinking that you’re going to win. You will NOT.[Image: A picture of a tall, very thin Black woman with her shoulder over a shorter, older white man wearing traditional Orthodox Jewish clothing on a New York sideway.]
“This one is very serious, guys:
I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”
“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.
“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in:
“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said.
Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back.
“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.
As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.
When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”
“It happens a lot?” I asked.
“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”
“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.
“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”
Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*
Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this.
I’m saving this post because as many times as Tumblr tries to erase this woman’s story and act like anything about this was okay, that’s as many times as I’m reposting it. They can either cut me off or stop being assnuggets about this. whichEVER.
i will always reblog this. because if this woman were white, the mass-erasure of this image and story would not be happening. and that just speaks volumes to me. the bigotry that contributes to this woman’s constant harassment is the same bigotry that led to the erasure of this story in order to ‘protect’ this man. they are COMPLETELY connected. this is a vicious cycle that perpetuates anti-blackness and the degradation and silencing of black women and women of color as a whole.
oh look trubr0wn just deployed more truth bombs.
i am the truth bomb terrorist.
Hey this disappeared off my tumblr how strange
anyway, here it is again, supporting this lovely lady who has to put up with this crap just because she exists and goes outside, and to call shame on a society that would actually force her to put her arm around the creep who just upped his price after she told him that she wouldn’t whore for him
Here it is, calling attention to the FACT that the aggressor, the perpetrator of this outrage was the one protected, and the victim is just supposed to disappear
To that I say no
no
Open season on Black women is OVER.
I’m going to back up my Tumblr.
But I just want to see if Tumblr will ignore the e-mail I just wrote to them getting unwanted messages by users I’ve told to leave me alone and will send me another e-mail about “violating copyright,” if not try to delete my blog for reblogging this picture and story that needs to be seen and heard.
I’m not claiming ownership of anything, BTW. Picture, story behind the picture, and the erasure of the picture copyrighted2012 by humansofnewyork.tumblr.com . And reblogging this picture has an educational reason behind it — to show how black women are dehumanized, and then silenced if they ever speak out.
Tumblr deleted this post from everyone’s blog. Here it is again. And people have saved copies to their computers, including me. Story’s not going away. The internet is forever.
-Jess
We’re reblogging this because it was deleted earlier. We refuse to let this woman’s story goes silent.
I followed this Humans of New York story and decided to add my voice to the aftermath of this conversation.
Dear Brandon,
First off, I enjoyed your “Humans of NY” blog. I came across it when I saw a post of a Sudanese’s woman. I decided to at least follow. However, I saw a post that made me unfollow the blog, when you decided to take down this woman’s picture because the conversation has “ran it’s course.”
Now, I’m a photographer for events. I don’t change the world view with my pictures, I make money off of it. Like you, I have to ask for permission to take pictures. If I take a general shot and someone come up to me and asked to deleted it, they will HOVER over my shoulder until I delete the picture, reducing my quota. I have to respect their privacy (even thought there’s really a lack of privacy when you go to a public party, but that’s another topic). It’s content for a website.
You’re a photojournalist. In addition to creating content, you can change a lot of people’s minds with your work and stories. Sadly, you choose to censored this woman’s story because of the man, even thought it’s the woman’s story that caused you to post this. Even thought she gave you permission to tell the story.
Basically, you’re using her. And then you used your privilege as both male and white to silence her. I thought you were doing a service for her and a service for black women in general when you posted this. But no, you were doing a service for yourself and when the controversy is too hot to handle, you delete it.
See, I’m a black man. Every day, I walk out the house and hope that I will not have any problems. Not with the MTA, the taxis, the Buses, or any trivial things that usually happen in the day to day lives of us New Yorkers, but hope that the cop doesn’t stop me because my ID is expired and I don’t have the time to renew it. They can write me up for that, or maybe hold me overnight. Or that I don’t run into that one bigot (I live in Westchester, so the chances of that increases) that may decide to play “chicken” with me… with his car. (This happened one night, and I feared coming up here at nights ever since.)
I feel that you were doing a service for Humans of New York… you know ALL Humans. However, you were doing yourself a service because you feel sorry for the man.
I don’t want to make this a “black and white” issue, because you clearly seem to be universal. But it hurts my feelings when you took that image down because she represents my sister, my aunt, my niece… maybe my future wife… who are approached in this matter at least 5 times in their lives, maybe more. If a white woman gets harassed, she can talk to a cop and file a harassment report. If a black woman gets harassed… she won’t have time to file a report… because it’s DAILY!
I thought you’ll understand that there is no excuse for his behavior and you shouldn’t be defending him. You didn’t tolerate him then, why are you tolerating him now? He does not represent the entire religion, and he should be exposed for what he did.
His son had problems accepting his father’s dirty side and want to commit suicide? I have issues within my family, but I won’t threaten to kill myself over that.
Your decision is yours. It’s your blog and I don’t have a right to tell you to reconsider. However, your concern with this man more than the woman who’s the victim of his advances shows that you are no different from the many people who censored history of black people.
Sorry that I couldn’t dull my writing a bit. Usually, I’m a little more tactful. But you clearly don’t deserve the tactful persona.
P.S. - I don’t follow all blogs via Tumblr. Some blogs I follow via Google Reader because… some of y’all post too much.
Ernestine Shepherd, in shape at age74
The Baltimore woman is listed in the 2010 and 2011 Guinness World Records as the oldest competitive female bodybuilder in the world.
“Believe it or not, I used to be a couch potato,” Ernestine Shepherd says. She became a competitive bodybuilder in her 70s.
Marvin Joseph / The Washington Post
*GASP* redefine “strong black woman”… okay… never too old to take care of yourself.
My heart goes out to her…we have actually had the opposite problem many times, where even after repeatedly asking an artist to draw an African American woman (or an African woman, such as Vixen), with more classically African features, we would routinely get back drawings that looked like blonde Barbie with dark, non-African hair. Even after including multiple photo references, even then we would get back women who looked identical to the white females. Even with POC artists, in many cases. Why is something so simple so hard?A Q&A with Comics Artist Jennifer Cruté, author of The Life of a SubUrban Girl
You have to put a jester hat on any oppressor—be that oppressor a person, a group or your own mind. I feel that the skill of dark humor is something that is innate in most cartoonists/artists that had to or have to deal with the oppression of racism, prejudice, sexism, homophobia, etc. etc. This skill helps me to draw a funny image with a message that may disturb, but will most certainly inform and hopefully educate.
My friend once again talking about Steve Harvey. God… she’s killing me.
::Black Rose:: by J. Quazi King
http://quazimottoonwax.tumblr.com/
-Please do not REMOVE credits when rebloggin, THANKS!
(trigger warning)
A few typos, but he got his point across. Props to brother Wise Math. We need more brothers, more people, like him.
Much respect to this dude right here.
Appreciated!
I wish more would do something instead of acting like they didn’t see it.
Sadly, this dude was attacked on Twitter by rape apologists and males who thought that he only did it to get attention.
*I mentioned he deleted his tweets, but he didn’t.
…And I’m a black man. I find them too angry, annoying, and generally really ugly physically. I will only date Caucasian or Asian women.
Please, don’t take stereotypes of a black woman as your ultimate excuse that you will never date one. And the fact that you even got the balls to state this shows that you have self-hatred. There’s nothing wrong with dating women outside your race. But there’s something mentally disturbing about it if it’s your only option.