Al Nisa, a documentary on Black Muslim lesbian women in Atlanta’s gay mecca
This is how I imagine myself walking into the club when @KellyRowland’s “Freak” is screaming from the speakers #TalkAGoodGame
Native Americans have reclaimed a long cultural practice of valuing a third gender that is not rigidly linked to the European definitions of ‘man’ and ‘woman’…enculturation into Native communities is critical for mental health among gay Native Americans.
We’ve fought hard to counter the stereotypes so famous in mainstream culture of the nellie queens or the lecherous sex stalker and replace them with images that reflect the ‘true’ gay experience. Rather than accept the images thrown upon us by the mainstream press, we’ve given gay America a face we can all be proud of. Whitewash.
To say ‘I love you’ one must first know how to say the ‘I.’ The meaning of the ‘I’ is an independent, self-sufficient entity that does not exist for the sake of any other person. A person who exists only for the sake of his loved one is not an independent entity, but a spiritual parasite. The love of a parasite is worth nothing.
“‘Their Eyes Were Watching God’ never articulates an explicitly political role for Janie. Instead of leading a community or movement, Janie chooses a solitary and contemplative life. But she is not entirely alone. The novel consists of Janie’s retelling of her story to her sympathetic girlfriend, Phoeby, knowing that Phoeby will share the story with other women in town. Although Hurston does not tell us exactly what Phoeby does with Janie’s story; we do learn that by listening to Janie, Phoeby comes to feel ‘ten feet taller.’ We know that she plans to return home to her husband and demand to be treated more equally. Phoeby’s task is to hear Janie’s story, be made taller by it, and use it to demand changes in the systems of racism and patriarchy that circumscribe American life. She challenges us because we, as readers, are in the same position relative to Janie. We have heard the story, and it is our job to make politics out of it. The book in your hands is not so much Janie’s story as Phoeby’s.” - Melissa Harris-Perry on “Their Eyes Were Watching God” and why the personal is political
To laugh often and much;
to win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children;
to earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;
to appreciate beauty;
to find the best in others;
to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition;
to know even one life has breathed easier because you lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Pariah Meets Precious :: Perhaps there was a little aesthetic inspiration?