As a kid, people were always trying to take my Black card away. I was tempted to get a Black index card laminated to prove that I was Black. I planned to store it in my wallet, and whip it out whenever someone had something slick to say. It wasn’t until I got older that I realized how ridiculous the idea of a Black card was. Thinking Denzel Washington wasn’t cute didn’t remove my Blackness…it just made my mom think I didn’t have taste in men.
When reflecting on the summer, I think that 2015 was the summer of Blackness. Every week there was headline of either blatant racism or cultural appropriation. The Rachel Dolezals were popping up everywhere like we were playing a game of Whack-a-culture vulture. After finishing the game of Whack-a-culture vulture, you had to pick away the Miley Cyruses and Katy Perrys like they were unwanted zits.
Then, you thought that you won the battle once you were done dealing with the culture vultures, but you didn’t. For every activist fighting for Black rights, then were a dozen others denying that racism still exist. There were a handful of Black rappers, actors, and celebrities who needed to relearn asap about the rocky relationship of being Black in America.
After the backlash that many celebrities, magazines, rappers, and singers received for their tone-deafness about culture, you would think that people would’ve changed their ways. However, the song remained the same and you were left wondering what was missing from the culture vultures and the new Blacks. A lot of them are missing or ignoring one key factor that comes with any identity. What’s missing is their social consciousness that’s attached to being Black.
Everyone reaches that age when watching the VMAs makes your eyes hurt because you’re rolling them too much. Miley Cyrus was the host for the VMAs and she did what was expected. She wore crazy outfits, talked about drugs, and whipped her long ponytail. Oh Miley!
The craziness continued throughout the show. During the opening of the VMAs, Taylor Swift appeared on stage with Nicki Minaj smashing the beef that filled all of our Twitter feeds. Rebel Wilson made a joke about the hating the stripper police. Nicki Minaj called out Miley Cyrus and then Miley Cryus got mad and whipped her ponytail again.
Sunday night, there was a lot happening on stage at the VMAs. After the second Miley skit, I realized that I have reached that age where I am too old for the VMAs. Right now, my eyes are resting underneath an eye-mask after last night. When I was younger, a music performance and an edgy joke could distract me from the serious issues happening.
I get it. The VMAs are supposed to be fun. There needs to be something exciting happening so that people have something to talk about. Ratings fuel these award shows. If the award show is crazy, then it’s more likely to be remembered years from now. There’s probably an article floating somewhere that’s ranking the craziness of Miley Cyrus’s outfits.
However, the cast of Empire was right when saying that music can spread social messages. Don’t get me wrong, the beefs are fun to watch and write about, but at the end of the day, in the words of Kanye West, this stuff is for the kids. Miley’s fashion is sparkly and edgy. The seflies are fun to like, but when lives are being lost and discriminated against, every opportunity is one for social change and justice.
Everybody wants to be Black when it’s fun to be Black. They want to rock cornrows on Instagram like Kylie Jenner. They want to make every year the year of the booty so that they can look like Kim Kardashian or Iggy Azalea. But when Black bodies are being slaughtered or continually discriminated against everyone wants to stay silent. Continue reading “Cultural Misappropriation”
Well okay then…
Miley Cyrus has been the conductor of her own ratchet train lately and a video from her set at the Adult Swim Upfronts on Wednesday night has surfaced to prove it.
“How?” You ask.
Well decidedly covered Khia’s hood sex anthem, “My Neck, My Back” and the crowd was perhaps less than enthused.
According to Billboard:
“…it was during her faithful cover of 2002’s immortal sex-positive anthem “My Neck, My Back” that Cyrus became the most feisty. After berating the crowd mid-track for being too stuck in their phones and Instagram to turn up with her, she then questioned the room’s feminist status. “Bitches, you better sing the shit out of the song! Do you know how many times I turn on the radio and hear somebody ask me to suck his dick? This is the best song! Now suck my f–king pussy!”
The Thug Misses herself, seemed to appreciate the throwback love.
If you haven’t seen the performance, peep it below.