Unheard Spokesperson

How’s my day, well the past three days, going so far…? I’ll let my current Facebook post answer that:

screenshot of my Facebook post: bemoaning a twenty-minute conversation on alopecia and the literal politics of black hair, only to be told “But it’s just a hair style.”

** mentally inserts every facepalming gif in existence here **

Of course, the conversation started with the slap heard around the world. I segued away from it being about the men involved and focused on the woman involved that few are talking about. The trials of alopecia for any person, but especially women, and why it’s such a big deal for black women in particular. That naturally lead to the point of the Crown Act and why it’s important, just to be told “But it’s just a hair style” after all of that. Arrggh!

I know I gave her The Look. I imagine my face must have said everything while several generations of great-grandmothers, my grandmothers on both sides and Mommie all reached out from their graves and held back my tongue, as Jesus whispered in the person’s ear um -yeah, that’s a bit not good, turn and go, my child and Lucifer concurred Yo, even I thinks ya betta walk the fuck away from her right now. My jaw still feels some kind of way weird, from the teeth ground so hard in that moment that likely kept me employed as the person made their excuse and hastened away.

Day 30 of 31 – Let’s see how others are slicing it out today…

15th Annual Slice of Life Writing Challenge

15th Annual Slice of Life Writing Challenge
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14 thoughts on “Unheard Spokesperson

  1. Oy. Today is going to be my first day in the office this week, and I’ve got my fingers crossed that there’s no mess. My social media’s been bad enough, folks coming out of the woodwork with their uninformed hot takes. I don’t have the time, and I barely have the grace. ❤

  2. I want to say good for you for walking away, but I also would have said good for you if you told them what’s what. Take care of yourself. Hopefully, folks don’t make you clench your jaw and grind your teeth today.

    • The writing here…is on point! You’ve got your ancestors, Jesus, and Lucifer himself weighing in! Come on! That is some good stuff.

      I’m sure you don’t need my sympathy or whatever but I’m sorry you’re dealing with BS.

      • Need it, no, but it is truly appreciated. Thank you. Glad you enjoyed the various snarky entities that pop in and out of my psyche to keep me from going completely psycho.

  3. I can’t understand how people can be so insensitive toward the feelings of others. Trying to educate these people is often a lost cause causing us to become more frustrated and angry than the person we are trying to educate.

  4. Jesus and Lucifer, I read this three times it’s so good. I know you’re living this and dammit I’m sorry you have to live this. Double standards layered within double standards, it’s like the inception of double standards. If that’s a couple white dudes behaving the exact same way you know this is a different galaxy of takes and reactions. Appreciate you shining light on racist attitudes towards Black women’s hair, and you making your way through what has to be a challenging week, guessing your muse is fired up!

  5. That sound you heard was me sproinging about seven new gray hairs. I wasn’t even there, and I can’t shake my own indignation. Everything about the situation sucks, from the mountain of ignorance to the need to grit the teeth – all of it. It’s nonsense. In about eighteen different directions.

  6. I would have been boiling, and I was already angry on your behalf (why ask if you’re not going to listen?) but I freely admit to laughing out loud at this “while several generations of great-grandmothers, my grandmothers on both sides and Mommie all reached out from their graves and held back my tongue.” I suspect those women had their work cut out for them, but I am glad you are still employed!

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