The idea that children’s bodies belong to them and no one else is considered revolutionary in my family, and that’s the saddest part of all.
"I wanted to make it really clear to her that as much as I was going out and fighting for other women's options, I myself had never had an abortion. I felt it was important that people know I was unblemished in this department."
"Too often women are not supported enough or are discouraged from choosing their path. I hope together we can change that. For me, it was a question of resilience. What others marked as flaws or disadvantages about myself – my race, my gender – I embraced as fuel for my success. I never let anything or anyone define me or my potential. I controlled my future."
It’s World AIDS Day: You Need To Know That Black Women Account For Over 60 Percent Of New HIV Infections Among Women
Traditionally black women have always put everyone’s needs before their own and I think it’s time we discuss how we can mark World AIDS Day by starting a conversation about our health.
Most of us have experienced misogynoir and sexual racism from white men in some way, whether it’s the disgust of black womxn or the other end of the spectrum—the hypersexualization of black womxn on the other side. Both are equally painful, traumatizing, and marginalizing.
I have always been black. The majority of my classmates and peers read me as black, and a part of me knew they weren’t wrong; but I had been conditioned to sigh, “No, I’m Puerto Rican.” My blackness was palpable before my understanding of it was.
We’re all still reeling from the election, food comas and family dysfunction that took place over Thanksgiving. And while these feelings of sadness and memories of family craziness won’t dissipate anytime soon, I think it’s important we find some joy to get us through these tough times. Binge watch some black excellence! [Read more…]
Twenty-five years ago, Julie Dash made history by becoming the first African-American woman to direct and produce a full-length feature film that was widely distributed in theaters across the country. The New York Times called it, "A film of spellbinding visual beauty." The film was "Daughters Of The Dust."
Unless you're using safety pins to jab your racist family and friends in the eye, you can keep them. Own your shit. Stop doing everything but the thing you should be doing… dismantling this oppressive system and using your privilege to benefit marginalized people.
You know a Beckeisha. We’ve all known a Beckeisha. The glaring problem with Beckeisha’s perspective is that she does not see her own color, nor the color, history, and legacy of the faces of women who look like her. Herein lies the problem with the black Becky thought.
"[No] means no. That means fucking no. That’s it. It doesn’t matter how far I take it or what I have on, when I say no, it means no." This antiquated idea that women need to cater their lives to the male gaze should not be confusing.