Go ahead, call me a bitch

Salon's Broadsheet hipped me to a wonderful Washington Post article by Andi Zeisler, founder and editorial director of Bitch magazine. As a fan of Bitch magazine, I could have guessed that its founder would offer a pitch perfect description of what folks like that McCain supporter who labeled Hilary Clinton the b-word really mean.

"Bitch is a word we use culturally to describe any woman who is strong, angry, uncompromising and, often, uninterested in pleasing men. We use the term for a woman on the street who doesn't respond to men's catcalls or smile when they say, 'Cheer up, baby, it can't be that bad.' We use it for the woman who has a better job than a man and doesn't apologize for it. We use it for the woman who doesn't back down from a confrontation ... When these people call Clinton (or House Speaker Nancy Pelosi, or Sen. Dianne Feinstein or former vice presidential candidate Geraldine Ferraro) a bitch, or even the cutesier "rhymes-with-witch," it's an expression of pure sexism -- a hope that they can shut up not only one woman but every woman who dares to be assertive." MORE

What should a new civil rights movement look like?

In an op-ed in the Sunday, Nov. 18, issue of The New York Times, Henry Louis Gates, Jr., added his voice to the chorus of scholars hoping to make sense of recent findings by the Pew Research Center. If you've been sleeping over the last week, two of the oft-reported results are:

• Thirty seven percent of African-Americans feel that "blacks today can no longer be thought of as a single race" because of a widening class divide.
• "By a ratio of 2 to 1, blacks say that the values of poor and middle-class blacks have grown more dissimilar over the past decade. In contrast, most blacks say that the values of blacks and whites have grown more alike."

Gates makes some wonderful points is the Times article, "Forty Acres and a Gap in Wealth"--suggestions on what the black community needs now that I think could be part of the platform for a new civil rights movement.

For instance, Gates draws a parallel between black property ownership and success.

People who own property feel a sense of ownership in their future and their society. They study, save, work, strive and vote. And people trapped in a culture of tenancy do not.

As an example, the author refers to his recent genealogical research into the families of 20 successful African Americans. In his work, he discovered that a majority of his successful subjects descended from former slaves who managed to acquire property by 1920. He references Oprah Winfrey's great-grandfather, Constantine:

Ten years after slavery ended, Constantine Winfrey, Oprah's great-grandfather, bartered eight bales of cleaned cotton (4,000 pounds) that he picked on his own time for 80 acres of prime bottomland in Mississippi. (He also learned to read and write while picking all that cotton.)

Those of you who read this blog know that this fact means a lot to me, as Constantine is my great-great-grandfather. I believe (still trying to find the documents to confirm it) that Constantine's land became part of his son Sanford's land, which became part of my grandfather Alonzo's nearly 200 acres that are still in the family today. Constantine's belief in education and ownership paved the way for my success, too.

Gates also expresses a belief that longtime readers of this blog know I am adamant about--the new fight for racial equality must include a strong focus on internal barriers to black success, not just external ones. He writes:

The sad truth is that the civil rights movement cannot be reborn until we identify the causes of black suffering, some of them self-inflicted. Why can't black leaders organize rallies around responsible sexuality, birth within marriage, parents reading to their children and students staying in school and doing homework? Imagine Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson distributing free copies of Virginia Hamilton's collection of folktales "The People Could Fly" or Dr. Seuss, and demanding that black parents sign pledges to read to their children. What would it take to make inner-city schools havens of learning?

Gates also writes about the importance of greater voter registration among blacks.

Politicians will not put forth programs aimed at the problems of poor blacks while their turnout remains so low.

So, here we have three solid areas for action to help achieve racial equality: 1) Encourage property ownership and make it easier, 2) Focus on internal barriers to success, 3) Encourage blacks to use their voices in the political process.

If you could write the script for a new civil rights movement--one that effectively addressed the needs of the black community today--what would the movement look like?

I will share my thoughts in a post later this week, but I want to hear from you.

I have to admit it's getting better

November 19th--Happy birthday to me!

There is no arguing anymore. I am in my late 30s. With 40 a few years off, I guess I'm supposed to be going through some sort of crisis. Our culture prizes youth, especially today. And for women, it inextricably links youth to beauty and worth. But you know what? I wouldn't be 25 again for anything in the world. I like where I am today.

I'm a lot smarter.

I know and appreciate who I am.

I don't worry about what other people think so much.

I'm finding time to write.

I've visited lots of cool places.

I know how to knit.

I own a black, electric guitar.

I have stopped hiding my natural hair.

I am married to a wonderful man, but even if I wasn't, I guarantee I wouldn't be dating half of the ridiculous characters I dated in my 20s. (Remind me to tell you about the guy who lived with his mother and spent half our date regaling me with stories about scratching and mixing back in his DJing days--classic hell date experience.)

I know that not having bio kids doesn't mean that I can't have a positive impact on future generations. I have awesome stepkids, nieces and nephews.

I don't live in that shitty studio apartment anymore--the one with the drunken Russian neighbors who I just knew were going to burn the whole place down with their space heater.

I'm not killing myself working 60 hours a week shilling consumer products for a PR agency. Never again, my friends.

I'm not afraid to say what I think.

I still love the big city, but I've come to appreciate other places, too. Where you live is what you make of it.

I know my shortcomings and I'm okay with them.

I do yoga.

I've embraced my bookwormy geeky side.

I love ME. And that's a great place to be.

Yep, it's getting better all the time.