While I love my man, we’ve recently come into a problem I’m not sure how to feel about. In light of what’s been happening with Gucci and Prada and their blackface controversies, my boyfriend and I recently had a conversation about it. Before I go any further you should know that I’m black and my boyfriend is white. The reason I guess that matters is because he basically told me he understands white people dressing in blackface is wrong, and he would never do it, but thought people may be overreacting to Gucci and Prada designs. He thinks the companies had designers who were just designing, and had no racist intentions behind their designs.
I responded to him by telling him that may be true, but that doesn’t negate the fact that the designs are offensive. I told him the black community has every right to be offended and boycott the labels. He responded that not everything has to be about black and white, which really pissed me off. As much as I love my boyfriend, I’m disappointed in his attitude about this. He’s not racist clearly, but damn it. Even though we agreed to disagree, I’m still salty. I guess the question I have is how do I get him to see that what Gucci and Prada did is a big deal? Heck, how do I now not look at him differently?
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Since so many people want to talk about why they have a problem with a movie like Moonlight winning an Oscar for Best Picture, let’s talk about it shall we. Let’s talk about this masterpiece that Barry Jenkins and Tarell Alvin McCraney created. The movie deserved that win this past Sunday. Hands down. While I would have been pleased if Hidden Figures had nabbed the trophy, Moonlight’s victory means more for me as a black gay man.
Today like many of you, I find myself still stunned by the events that happened early yesterday morning. To think that someone would go into a nightclub with the intent of killing as many victims as they can spot is horrifying. I remember all the times I’ve been to a gay nightclub with friends. We were usually already a few drinks into our fun night, and we were worried about several things. We worried about our final look entering into the club. We worried about making it to the front of the line before the inflation price hits. Heck, sometimes we even worried about sobering up for the bouncer at the front door. But not once did we necessarily worry about our overall safety. We never got nervous about a gunman busting through club doors, and spraying his bullets of hatred. And after Sunday’s early travesty, I guess we have to worry about that now.
With the rash of state legislatures eager to pass bills that clearly disenfranchise members of the LGBT community, I thought I’d take the opportunity to call BS. While I’m disgusted by the legislative actions of states like North Carolina, Mississippi, and almost Georgia, I can’t say I’m all that surprised. History in the U.S. has countless examples of what happens when this country finally takes steps toward equality for all.
Despite record breaking turnout in some states’ primaries or caucuses, I for one find myself increasingly underwhelmed by this 2016 presidential race. I’m sick of the media talking about Hillary’s emails, I’m tired of the back and forth pettiness between candidates, and I’m beyond over the ignorant and clownish phenomenon that is Donald Trump. To be honest, American politics is slowly becoming a sick joke that I can’t believe is our reality. And I’m left to wonder, where did it all go wrong?
So in the past week, I’ve been reminded of a major reason why Trump is seemingly so popular. The ignorance that he spews from his platform, preys on the very fears and ignorance many in America have. His “othering” of Muslims, condemnation of Mexicans and Mexican Americans, and belittlement of women, strikes a chord with the apparent millions of people that treat minorities as a scapegoat for all the turmoil in this country.