The thing about the word “Nigger” that we’re coming to realize with Rick Santorum’s telling slip-of-tongue is how it truly operates.
Nigger is not, like people commonly believe, just a rude way of referring to a black person. It isn’t simply a bastardization of the Spanish “Negro”.
It is a leveler. An oral devastation of sorts. A place-putting, a head-bower.
I truly realized the power of “Nigger” when a friend of mine took me to her friend’s house where she lived with husband and his two buddies. They were skinheads who were obviously not happy with my being there.
One of them was watching “Hitch”, featuring Will Smith. Will Smith, for those who don’t know, is an enormously successful and rich black Hollywood actor whose career spans decades. This skinhead more than likely didn’t past high school and lived in a trailer park, playing video games, getting high, and shooting BB guns at beer cans all day. When asked about what he was watching by someone else in the house, he said “The movie with that nigger Will Smith.”
With that, they switched stations. The skinhead was no longer a lower-class white male with little education and bleak prospects. Will Smith ceased to be an accomplished prosperous man with the world as his oyster. Will Smith was just a nigger, and the skinhead could laugh and spit on that, easily.
When I got home I hid in my closet and cried. Cried not because it hurt my feelings but because no matter what I did, how hard I worked, how far I went, I was always going to just be a “Nigger” to some. An uppity bitch leaving her station.
That is the true nature of anti-black racism in this country. Even one of the men who lynched Emmett Till said himself that he had “no problem with niggers”, he wasn’t a bully. He just liked them “in their place”. In our place, under your boot, quiet and castrated and cowed, right whitey? President Obama was a nigger who stepped out of his place, and Rick Santorum was more than eager to remind him of this sin.
If you believe the asshole who originally posted this, Rick Santorum stopped himself short of calling Obama a government Nig…otiator. (And, as a US friend has pointed out for me, “Government N*****” is actually a phrase.)
No matter who you are, what you have been through, how terrible you have felt, regardless of where you come from, what you do, what you look like, how you behave, always know that one thing above everything else is true.
Jack Harkness would fuck you.
NGL, this thought has occasionally brought me comfort. *grin*
Mister Barrowman, you are and always will be my spatula.
See, I have a theory as to why, when I man does a woman’s laundry, it oft ends in tragically destroyed clothes, and it has absolutely nothing to do with men sucking at housework.
It has everything to do with the clothes.
There’s a great gender difference in clothing. Men’s clothing is generaly well constructed, women’s clothing is utter shit, unless we want to pay a fortune for it.
On Target’s website, I can get a three pack of plain black men’s t-shirts, that are 100% cotton, for $11.99. About $4 each. Conversely, I can get one, plain black woman’s t-shirt for $10, that’s made of 95% rayon and 5% spandex. And while I’m not at the store, I can assure you, that that $10 tee is also made of tissue paper like fabric, while the men’s version feels as though it might survive a wash or two, and those are the same brand (Mossimo, Target’s house brand) At Jinx? A two dollar price difference, in the men’s favor, and I know that the men’s shirts aren’t made of tissue, while the women’s shirts are.
So, we go back to when we’re learning how to do our laundry, and women learn that this needs to be washed this way, and that needs to be washed that way, or our clothing will literally be destroyed. It will melt if it gets too hot, it will rip if you put it in with your jeans, it will pill, it will…fall to fucking pieces.
While most men’s closest are full of well constructed cotton garments, which they can casually toss in the wash, and not really worry about. Even your dirt cheap stuff, you are reasonably sure, it won’t fall to bits if you wash it incorrectly.
This is the crux of the laundry issue. It’s not that men are inherent failures at housework, it’s that they get better clothes, and assume women’s clothing won’t fall apart in the wash, because clothes that fall apart in the wash are just fucking crazy, and it is. But that’s what we get to deal with.
Talking to my husband today about sexism.. rape and such (oh yeah, trigger warning) … He gets it. He just… he said “it’s also saying all men are a certain way.” Or something to that effect. He gets it. Victim blaming doesn’t just affect women, it affects men. It says “all men are evil and can’t control themselves” and apparently it’s our job as women to stop that. No. Just, no. Rapists aren’t just typical men. They are nasty, evil,vile people and not all men are like that. But the men who are like that? It’s THEIR FAULT. Nobody else’s. Not the woman, not any other man. Just them. Any person who rapes another, it is THEIR FAULT. end of.
Damnit, I’m drunk but I still make sense.
You do! The notion that men cannot help themselves is insulting to the will of men. It’s their CHOICE to commit abhorrent acts. The notion of ‘See flesh, must rape’ infers we cannot control ourselves in any way, shape or form. I hate it, hate it, hate it.
I can always tell when my critics have no substantive argument to make in their defense, for that’s when the shallow charges of “horrible cartoonist” and “racist” start to fly. The latter of which is a hilarious label on a guy who…
You can also not be racist yourself but do racist things. Like make a dumb, racist cartoon.
“Every time I hear about Geraldo Rivera’s comments on the Trayvon Martin shootings, I always picture him talking to the victim’s family. I picture him sitting there, an expression of Sincere Concern on his face (the one he’s practiced over years of TV “journalism”), perhaps putting a hand on one family member’s knee in a sort of “There, there” gesture. And I picture him trying to explain the position he’s apparently decided is the sensitive, honest and concerned stance to take.
“Yes,” he says, “on the one hand, George Zimmerman did hunt down and kill your unarmed son in cold blood after being instructed by police not to follow him. That’s certainly half the problem. But just as importantly, well…your son wasn’t exactly dressed formally, was he? I think we have to place at least as much of the blame on your son’s clothing choices as we do on the decisions of the raving paranoid who followed your son down the street and then shot him in broad daylight. If he hadn’t been so, well…slovenly…then I feel that there was a very good chance that Zimmerman might have decided your child was ‘one of the good ones’, and left him alone. We’ll never know, of course, but I think that if black people don’t follow the unspoken dress code that white people have decided on for you, then any consequences of that are really on your own head. But, you know, I’m not blaming your bad parenting or your son’s sloppy dress choices. You just didn’t know that wearing a hooded sweatshirt in a nice neighborhood was a possible death sentence for a young black man. Now that you’re aware, I’m sure that you and all your kind will remember your place from now on, and unfortunate incidents like this won’t happen again.”
And he wonders why someone hit him in the face with a chair once…”—
"A More Brutally Accurate Summation of Geraldo Rivera’s Words"