It struck a nerve.
Got under the skin of blacks, whites, and others.
Since Sunday evening, when Soledad O’Brien’s fifth installment of Black in America aired on CNN, many have asked, “Does it matter who is black in America?”
Of course, proponents of the “I’m HUMAN” brand, and the “I don’t see color” camp showed up in full force following the documentary.
Several have insisted that people like Soledad pick at the scab of racism and won’t let us heal. That she and others are responsible for keeping racism and colorism alive because they won’t stop talking about it.
Other complaints included “I’m not represented,” or “This documentary doesn’t run the gamut of all black experiences.”
But I have another way to look at Soledad’s “Black in America” series in general, and more specifically at “Who is Black in America?” because it covers colorism, which has been a large focus of my writing since I began blogging in 2011.
Race may be something we’ve created, but created things are real.
Because they have real consequences.
Socially constructed or not, race was real when used to determine a person’s status as a slave. Socially constructed or not, race was real when used to determine who had the right to legally marry. Socially constructed or not, race was real when used to determine where you could sit, what water fountain you could drink from, and which door you had to enter.
When our social construct of race leads to bullying, physical violence and murder, economic disparities, educational disparities, and psychological pain, it becomes tangible, more than just a myth.
Unfortunately, the institution of racism that’s existed in this land for centuries is still reflected in our lived experiences, whether it’s residual, such as the economic and educational disparities between races, or whether it’s blatant acts of hate, such as bullying or murder.
Race is our Frankenstein. We’ve created it, so now we have to deal with it. I’m glad Soledad has the courage to confront this monster that so many want to run from.
Being “color blind” is not honorable.
There’s nothing inherently wrong with difference. The problem is allowing differences to divide us.
We don’t want homogeneity. We don’t want to be clones of each other, no more than we want flowers to all look the same.
The key is to recognize the beauty in our differences. God created us all unique in some way, not to segregate, but to celebrate. It’s human nature to recognize patterns, similarities, and differences, not just among people, but amid all elements of creation.
Yes, the entire world has a history and way of using differences to establish hierarchies or castes to gain power and privilege, and to oppress others. That’s the evil of the world.
But we don’t have to deny ourselves the blessing of beautiful colors. We need to create societies that accommodate, appreciate, and celebrate differences, not try to neutralize them.
Insisting on “color blindness” actually has an opposite effect. It results in making skin color differences taboo.
If what you really mean is that you don’t show differential treatment based on skin color, then say that. But don’t pretend you can’t see skin color.
Talking about race and colorism is part of the solution, not the problem.
On Starting Point with Soledad O’Brien, Michaela Angela Davis said,
Soledad, you’re in the solution.
On the Google+ Hangout with ESSENCE, Perry “Vision” DiVirgilio used an analogy that I like:
If you have an open wound on your arm, and you don’t treat it, it’s not going to go away. It’s going to stay there and fester.
I will simply ask, when has not talking about a social problem, ever helped people solve it? Would the Holocaust have ended if everyone in the world had just stopped talking about it? Would Apartheid have ended if everyone had just stopped talking about it? Would slavery in American have ended if everyone had merely stopped talking about it? Would women have gotten the right to vote if people stopped talking about it?
Racism and it’s offspring, colorism, will not disappear because people go silent about it. People consistently bring about change in this world by first speaking up, and then taking action.
Consider what happens when you try to put a lid on a boiling pot.
One documentary cannot encompass everything.
It’s not fair to require one blog post, one article, one movie, one documentary, one book, one school, or one person to be the ultimate and final answer to all the world’s problems.
When I began blogging about colorism, I received similar criticism as Soledad did for her documentaries. People wanted to dictate what I should be writing about.
I say, if you don’t see what you want to see, go somewhere else and find it, or create it yourself.
We need all hands on deck. Soledad can’t do it alone. Yaba can’t do it alone. Vision can’t do it alone.
Plus, the documentary is a series. That means what you haven’t seen in the first five episodes, might show up in the sixth, seventh, or eighth. And the documentary is less than an hour long (if you consider commercial time). Let’s be logical about that.
“Who is Black in America?” merely opens the door a little more.
The bottom line is that I’m overjoyed that the issue of colorism has a national stage in mainstream media for the first time ever. In an earlier post on the media, I explained that the media covers weight issues, bullying, violence, interracial discrimination, single mothers, rape, and a host of other painful issues, but has never discussed colorism on such a prominent platform.
It’s been talked about, no doubt, but never in a forum so big as this.
I know the documentary barely scratched the surface of colorism, but it’s fueled the discussion like nothing ever before. Because of that, I applaud this segment of Black in America, and personally view it as success.