Angles, angles, angles; it’s as important as the story to me, so here goes…. I’ve deliberated (pretty much with myself) extensively whether or not to write this post, and finely, I did.
In an act of defiance, as suggested in the title, I’m writing this as a rebuttal to those of us who feel the need to quantify our value by relating to economic substance. A pearl, or a diamond or even, as Bervely Knight suggests, “pure gold” does not quantify my worth.
Of course I could just end my seemly appearing to be “rant” right there, but let’s just be honest, you don’t have much of a clue as to what caused it.
Well my somewhat angered, maybe frustrated, but not entirely unwarranted passion is derived from the recent highlighting of violence against women. If you’ve read some of my previous blogs you’d know that the issue of gender-based violence has been tabled here before; women are victims and sometimes perpetrators of acts of violent crimes in this and many other societies. This has to stop and we all need to play our part.
I refuse to label myself by an inanimate, soulless, devoid of any feelings commodity buried in the ground. By virtue of the fact that I am here, thinking and breathing, and moving towards a unique destiny; I am immeasurably far more superior, both qualitively and quantitively, to any amount of extraction beneath the earth’s surface. Even Prince ( the Artist formally known as Prince, back to Prince… it gets confusing at times) did not make such lofty claims – come on Queen you are worth more than diamonds and pearls! And while I am not in any way advocating for the removal of any blame from the often male perpetrators of violence against women, I am saying let’s be careful with the use of our words. Let us not continue to build on gender stereotypes, instead let’s debunk myths about us as women and challenge the status quo.
I am closing, but let me just say this, (this is the part I had the most anguish about) while this is an issue that affects all women, some appear to be more vulnerable than others. The old argument of a double prejudice rears its ugly head again; being a woman and black* is not a crime… I won’t say to much about this, but I will borrow from the words of MLK junior and let you decide: the most neglected person in America is the black women. ** Some of the crimes against women of colour are on so many levels, to unpack them all here would take way too much time. We need to break the cycle, we are not commodities on your black or white markets. We have souls and they cannot be bought.
via a strong black women, to strong black women all over the world, I love and respect you.
* I always use the word “black” very loosely, I don’t subscribe to racial social constructs but I do try and keep my writing easy to understand.
** Any one will be a victim as long as they feel disempowered and disenfranchised, but if you walk out of a negative situation and don’t allow yourself to be a statistic you will no longer be neglected because you will be the one giving the attention.