Author: Claire

  • The Magic of Misinterpretation

    In addition to being shared here, I’ve posted this essay on Medium and recorded an audio version for my podcast.

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    When I was a little girl, there were times when I regretted being brown. My schoolmates used to tease me. Their comments left me curious about having different facial features and lighter skin.

    As an adult, I found solace in the pages of The Bluest Eye. I couldn’t relate to everything in Pecola Breedlove’s life. Still, I remembered what it was like to believe that life would have been just a little bit better if only I looked like everyone else.

    This week on Twitter, I learned that a writer named Quinn Norton objected to #BlackGirlsAreMagic. This is a hashtag created to celebrate Black beauty in a world where — in spite of the success of women such as Viola Davis and Nicole Beharie — we still often feel pressure to aspire to something else.

    After her misinterpretation was righteously rebutted, Ms. Norton retreated and wrote an explanation of her critique that I am still trying to digest. Her essay can be found in full here.

    Among Ms. Norton’s claims is the notion that #BlackGirlsAreMagic’s purpose is to display gratuitous shots of women’s breasts. She took great care to declare that

    “if you look at #BlackGirlsAreMagic at the moment I am writing this, and you skip over the tweets about me, you can find black girl’s achievement in between a lot of boobs. That bothers me, because the idea what we do something good but BOOBS BOOBS BOOBS is what crushes many girls’ dreams of living a public life. The women who follow each other may or may not see the tag that way, because they may or may not look at that live flow. Even then we tend to look for what confirms how we see a hashtag, because that’s how human brains work.”

    (emphasis added)

    In spite of my familiarity with #BlackGirlsAreMagic, at this point Ms. Norton’s words drove me back to Twitter. In an attempt to make sense of her concerns, I logged into the site and looked up the images associated with #BlackGirlsAreMagic. I found a few photos that were clearly posted by racist trolls. However apart from that, the majority of the images were of Black women looking…Good. Some were dressed up, some dressed down. There were children as well as grown women. All looked perfectly normal and content in their beautiful, brown skin.

    The fact that Ms. Norton would see the images associated with #BlackGirlsAreMagic and conclude that the hashtag was designed to focus on women’s breasts is disturbing. Her attitude is reminiscent of an old-school colonialist, desperate to categorize a group of “others” as unacceptable simply because she is not familiar with them.

    Furthermore, even if the photos of Black women displaying their cleavage were nearly as plentiful as Ms Norton claimed, her objection would still seem suspect. Black women are women. We have BREASTS. I’m shy about sharing mine with the world, but if another woman is comfortable with posting cleavage shots online, who is it harming?

    At another point in her essay, Ms. Norton attempts to be informative regarding hashtag use. With respect to the idea of a person or group’s right to claim a tag, she said that “we can own a hashtag in a community, but we can’t own it a wider public sphere. It has a hashtag life of its own.” I can only assume that here, Ms. Norton meant to enlighten those who use #BlackGirlsAreMagic regarding how hashtags work. However it seems to me that she is the one who fails to comprehend social media dynamics.

    Obviously, one cannot own a hashtag any more than a writer can claim to own the alphabet whenever she uses its components to express a thought. Yet from the originator to the community that made it popular, most individuals understand the purpose of a hashtag is to share relevant points pertaining to a particular topic.

    To emphasize her point about a hashtag’s malleability, Ms Norton also states that “I’m not wrong about how [a hashtag] can and does change over time and to different audiences.”. And indeed, Ms. Norton is not wrong about the fact that hashtags are interpreted differently by different people.

    However she misunderstands the influence that those who have nothing to do with a tag have on its interpretation. If a hashtag is irrelevant to a cause that someone cares about, there’s a chance that he won’t find it meaningful, and in all likelihood, dismiss it. That’s the way most hashtags work. Not everyone will find sense in a particular tag’s creation. Still, that’s nothing for them to worry about. If I stressed over every hashtag that I couldn’t relate to, I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.

    As an aside, I can’t help but wonder, if #TransMagic was used to celebrate members of the Transgendered community, would it have been met with the same level of presumptuous imposition? There’s no shame in admitting to being wrong about a situation, without attempting to insult those that you unfairly criticized.

    The wonder of humanity is how different we are in spite of our similarities. I believe these differences ought to be celebrated, and above all, respected. However, that was not the case with Quinn Norton’s critique of #BlackGirlsAreMagic. Her words provide an example of a bias within society that needs to be corrected.

    I long for individuals to understand: There’s nothing wrong with giving those of us who are non-white or outside of society’s gender norms room to appreciate ourselves and each other. In those circles, ideas that do not pertain to you are bound to be discussed. Yet that does not mean that said discussions are inherently wrong.

  • PodPost – Episode 5.0 – The Desire Map

    I’m getting back into podcasting and definitely learning and growing as I go. This is my latest episode on Danielle LaPorte’s book The Desire Map. Enjoy!

  • Oh, Canada.

    We’ve really been through it, haven’t we?

    After nearly a decade, Stephen Harper is no longer our Prime Minister. We now have a Liberal government, run by none other than Justin Trudeau.

    Among Mr. Trudeau’s campaign promises, there was a vow to construct a cabinet that consisted of an equal number of women and men.

    That promise turned into reality Wednesday morning after he was sworn in. However the preceding days brought some interesting press coverage.

    Here’s a taste of what I’m referring to:

    God bless Scaachi Koul. Jonathathan Kay and Tasha Kheiriddin left me flummoxed. As I watched them, I found myself imagining the days when people believed the earth was flat and were afraid of falling off.

    Meanwhile, I kept furrowing my brow and asking “Where…”

    Where does it come from?

    The fear, I mean.

    Here’s the thing that people don’t seem to understand about diversity: Intentionally giving women or people of colour–or even BOTH–positions of power will not bring civilization to its knees.

    However it’s clear that such initiatives bring terror to the heart of grown adults. And I think that’s a shame.

    Nothing will be lost through the purposeful inclusion of women in Canada’s cabinet. We are not less than–mindless automatons, incapable of making good decisions. We are fully human, and deserve to be treated as such.

  • All that I can say…

    Is that yesterday was wonderful. Full-to-bursting with wisdom and love.

    I mean…

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    I know I’ve used this photo before. But, alas, Darlings. It fits!

    The Women’s Freedom Conference was extraordinary.

    Sisterhood can be a truly beautiful, empowering experience. One that deserves to be treasured.

    Thank you to the entire team behind this event. It was truly a day to remember!

  • Ode to the “F” word.

    Happy Sunday, everyone!

    1. Today marks the launch of the Women’s Freedom Conference. You can attend it online for free.

    2. Yesterday, this article showed up in my Twitter timeline.

    I sent out a response.

    https://twitter.com/claireshegoes/status/657993062656974848

    I reckon there may be a few people out there who didn’t hear the “f-word” until Beyoncé uttered it. However, most of us know–and can teach them–the truth.

    Feminism existed long before Bey was born. It’ll remain long after she’s gone. And more importantly, her contributions have done nothing to hurt the movement.

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  • Coming Soon: Women’s Freedom Conference

    This weekend women from around the world will be celebrated at an event that many haven’t heard of.
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    The Women’s Freedom Conference will take place on October the 25th, in New York City. Its format and purpose are truly innovative. Although the audience is bound to include people from all walks of life, the Women’s Freedom Conference is a celebration of women of colour. It’s the first event of its kind available digitally. I also believe it’s the only one of its scope accepting remote attendees.

    Their mission impressed me. As per the conference’s web site, their goal is

    to center Women of Color–our success, our concerns, our work, our activism, and our existence as vital contributors to making the world a better place. We want to make sure that women of color from around the world have a space to speak out and be heard, to teach others and to learn from each other, and to inform people of the work that they are doing in their respective communities.

    In addition to attending their free webcast, there’s space available for in-person attendees. Visit this page to purchase your tickets. (Their online content is free.) If you can contribute financially to this event, visit their crowdfunding page.

    For further details, you can read the complete press release for the Women’s Freedom Conference on their web site.

    I’ll be there–even if only from my laptop.

  • I approve this message.

    If you’ve been with me for a while, you know that last year I wrote this post. Looking back, I think it’s obvious  that I didn’t deeply consider the impact of watching The Cosby Show. However, in light (or perhaps “in spite“) of  what we all know, I felt a strong push to say something.  I was determined not to let one man’s actions ruin the legacy of a show that was a treasured part of my childhood.

    At the time I wrote that I’d still watch The Cosby Show because it’s what I believed. I felt that I could without any qualms whatsoever. However, now, after giving the issue more thought, I know that that’s not entirely correct.

    Since childhood, I’ve known there was a difference between a performer and his or her character. To this day I get irritated when I find out about people giving actors a hard time over the folks that they portray. I’ve even heard people who don’t understand acting make comments about horrible characters, in the vein of,”Can you imagine the type of person you’d have to be in order to play that scum?”

    Enter Cliff Huxtable. I can’t help but think about how much everyone loved him. And then the allegations* began. Surely, this is is one of those cases when an actor’s behaviour has coloured his character–and not at all for the better.

    I still know that Bill Cosby wasn’t The Cosby Show’s only star. I enjoyed the writing. The entire cast was—and is—clearly, talented.

    That’s why when I saw this, all I could do is sigh.

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    I’m thankful for Goldie Taylor, who wrote the cover story, and I applaud Ebony’s editors. The magazine’s cover is painfully accurate. The allegations* against Bill Cosby have indeed shattered an illusion. The vision of the beautiful family that he led, as illustrated through The Cosby Show, has been forever marred.

    I may smile as I reminisce over certain episodes. Yet if I had the chance today to see a Cosby Show rerun, I believe that whenever Mr. Cosby appeared, a chorus of “How could you?”s would fill my mind. My heart would be heavy.

    As it should be.

     

     

    *My use of the word “allegations” is not intended to insult Cosby’s victims. I use the term only as a technicality, since he hasn’t yet been charged with anything.

    Photo Credit: Ebony magazine