boyoboy what a week. ALREADY.
two kossacks in the last two days have used the words "Uncle Tom" in comments directly to me. one of them doubled and tripled and quadrupled down before they (ostensibly) realized it was RACIST and apologized. I doubt the other one ever will, and I don't want them to.
I didn't accept the apology. why? because that same user had to apologize to me in particular and the site in general, for..., wait for it... RACIAL INSENSITIVITY some months prior. once? fine. twice? you're a fucking racist. anyway the person said they were leaving dkos. we'll see. I won't miss them if they do.
meanwhile... I've recently been accused of hunting people because of my Public Enemy logo avatar (from someone I really thought should have known better) and now I'm being asked about it in a diary about a congressman insulting a former speaker of the house (which was weird as hell, actually) follow me over the fold, if you care to, to find out what it means:
this is what my avatar means. I used to use it to rib and kid my mellow Adept2U during all the HR pileon picnics but it applies to quite a few of us Black folk on here. the person in the crosshairs in my avatar is Adept. or TiMT. or ME. and this is how we're treated here (the song title)
I've got a line from this song as my sig:
so. that explains that. I could go on for days with PE lyrics. the very beginning of "prophets of rage" comes to mind right now.
what else... oh yeah I got in a convo this morning with a kossack who apparently sees nothing untoward or inherently racist with pics of Buckwheat from "our gang/little rascals" being presented in tandem with critiques on the president. I mean c'mon lmao. why am I even having to address this on a "liberal blog?" but address it I did.
this, in the same week the Uncle Tom thing happened, and someone said "who gives a fuck about SNCC"
and if we say anything about it, we're angry and out of control and packs of hyenas and shit. we dont' get to be "passionate" like other diarists and ranters. we don't get to be loose with OUR words. we gotta be careful as hell, walk on eggshells.
well, as some of you may have noticed, I'M NOT DOING THAT ANYMORE. I'll speak my unvarnished mind, whenever and however I want. like I just did.