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On Friday, on the Crunkfeminists blog, Crunktastic wrote a post titled "How Chris Brown is Effing up my Sex Life: A B-Side to Dating While Feminist." In the post, she discusses the challenges that Black feminist face when a #boosnack has some janky gender politics.
The post is awesome because she analyzes how our politics follow us into our intimate day to day interactions, #ItsNotaGame.
See, Latoya wrote a piece a couple of weeks ago titled "On Being Feminism's Ms. Nigga." While I found that last word of the title, to be both dangerous and violent, I do understand where she is coming from. We all have to navigate the tension associated with assimilation. As Black female bodies living in and interacting with institutions that we DO NOT control, we feel the burn honey. I also understand that the positions that we take up in these institutions can impact our careers in profound ways. Is it possible that strategic tokenism helps to keep us from being homeless?
More context, last fall Moya and Lex wrote an article in Ms. Magazine about how Black feminism is alive and well on the internet. They write,
I am also in an awesome feminist genealogies course, where we are looking at the historical connections between the theory created by women and women's social movements. Some of the most enlightening texts that we have read are:
Benita Roth's, Separate Roads to Feminism: Black White and Chicana Feminist Movements in the Second Wave. Powerful in how it shows the connections between these movements, along with the distinctions and the way race and class shaped how women put their energy in social movements in the 60′s and 70′s. #Ummhmm.
Sally Wagner's, "The Untold story of Iroquois Influence on Early Feminists." Incredible, in how it details how early White feminists observed the Iroquois women, and their gender relationships and how it shaped White women's ideas around feminism before, during and after the American Revolution.
So I am thinking about how knowledge gets produced by women of color online, who shares ideas with whom, who is in conversation with each other, who reads history. Then, Black digital feminism magic happened on Friday.
I was reading the comments on Crunktastic's post, and I saw that Lex left a comment that kinda had be blown and so I tweeted it. She said,
…that black feminist sex is the best sex around and that folks who insist on ignoring the dynamics of gender violence in order to maintain their privilege are missing out.Makes me want to create an ad campaign that gives new meaning to the phrase "come correct."
The manifesta for the site is:
because black feminist sex is the best sex ever…this site was created by those of us having and committed to having transformative erotic experiences with/as black feminists. (and both! oh both!!!!!!)
this is also a wake up call to anyone who insists on intimacy without accountability, condones violence against black women, or refuses to be transformed by the ecstatic miracle that black women exist. you are seriously missing out.
In some ways this site runs directly in the face of the politics of respectability. However, it is also important to note that because of our social locations as teachers, professors, instructors, students and administrators, and because of the history of Black women being constructed as lewd, lascivious and 50 million "hoe's", we also write with pseudonym's because it is safer.
When I called one CFC later that Friday afternoon on the way from dinner, I was patched into a three way phone call where we were talking about possibly doing work on Digital Black Feminisms and sexuality at a conference next year. I also mentioned how I storified a conversation that a few of us had on Twitter last fall about Nicki Minaj, Jasmine Mans. It was like all of us have been in conversation with each other and that this is a natural outcome. What I like most about it is that it is organic and collaborative.
You peep Betta Come Correct?
What do you think of the Manifesta?
Who knew Chris Brown could inspire this way?