The Kardashian/Jenner Women Are Having Babies, Maybe?
Word on the interweb streets is that these two are going to be moms pretty soon. For Khloe, I guess having a baby with a man that has a baby that’s not even 1 yet is an achievement. For Kylie, I hope her rumor isn’t true. Having children very young, no matter your financial status, is hard af. But, hey, maybe it’ll be a breeze.
NFL Taking a Knee
I absolutely love this. It is so important for those that have a platform to use it for good. Good job NFL!
Wendy William’s Husband Has a Girlfriend!
The gossip queen is on the chopping block this week. She’s trying to dust it under the rug but the evidence is clear. This man has another relationship going on. It’s obvious!
This Week’s Question
I feel uncomfortable asking this, as I know it’s entitled in and of itself to even be doing so. But hopefully you’ll understand I’m coming from an authentic place of trying to learn, not trying to whine.
I pass as white. White as the winter snow. Blue-eyed and dirty blonde, pale skin, freckles. Raised in white society, in white culture.
But my red-headed, blue-eyed mother’s great-great-grandmother was an amazing femme du couleur libre from Haiti; her great-great-grandfather was a man who was 100% West African, although we have not yet found his immediate origins. Their descendants were considered to be ‘of colour’ for a few generations afterwards.
It’s only relatively recently that our line is officially ‘white’. Some of my mother’s cousins still wear the colour on their skin, still have the curls in their hair.
But we don’t.
I am instinctively drawn to heritage and ancestry, and find it important to honour my ancestors and their cultures. I don’t know why, exactly, but I’ve always been this way. I went off to Europe chasing my white lineage for years, rediscovering the places my ancestors walked and worked and prayed and lived and sang and died. I learned traditional songs, religious practices, languages, and cultural quirks.
But I have always been wary of doing the same with my ancestors of colour. I can’t, for example, try to practice Obeah without getting some serious (and justified) side-eye, despite the fact that my ancestors almost certainly practiced it themselves. I can’t sing their traditional songs or wear their traditional clothing without being marked as inauthentic or appropriative due to my white skin.
And it’s not like people who are visibly of colour aren’t justified in being extremely wary of blue-eyed folks like me trying to claim their cultures. It’s totally fair – I know how it looks. And I know I am deeply, deeply privileged because of my white skin. The burden is not on people of colour to accept me; it’s on me to be mindful and respectful of those who don’t have the same privilege.
But these are my ancestors, too.
Do I not have a right to honour them? Do I not have a right to carry on their traditions? Are they not just as much a part of me, just as important to who I am, as my white ancestors?
How do I navigate this without being a typical offensive, entitled, appropriative ass?
Am I even allowed to? Or will I cause disrespect no matter what I do?