This quote (which I pulled from this New York Times blog post Pros and Amateurs Debate: Is Photography in Trouble?, a response to the New York Times article For Photographers, the Image of a Shrinking Path) had tears streaming down my face. It’s so true, and so sad.
I don’t like when people say I’m black… Black is not a race,Its a color. The right word to say is i am African american. A lot of people have a thing about africans. Africans are dirty , africans are poor but some of the most beautiful people came from Africa. If you are African american YOU ARE AFRICAN. Black is not a race and same thing goes to white.
I’ve always self-identified as Black. I love it, and I understand that not everyone else will. Not everyone has to - it’s a personal choice. I have my reasons for loving it, and others have their reasons for not loving it. I wouldn’t tell other people what the “right” thing to call themselves is. That kind of behavior is antagonistic, divisive, and counterrevolutionary.
A person that thinks that putting on African clothes, adoptng a lunchbox superhero sounding African name, eating vegan food, and spelling Africa with a “k” instead of a “c” will turn them into Cleopatra or Shaka Zulu. I’m sorry, but I’ve been to Africa. Africa is not a monolith.
You can save your tofu-dashikiist rhetoric for someone who doesn’t take the time to study REAL African history.
This is related to something I plan to actually write about soon!