A Statement of Pride" by Nigerian artist and photographer Favour Jonathan
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A Statement of Pride" by Nigerian artist and photographer Favour Jonathan
Life finds a way, even in the cracks of concrete.
Calculating American Slavery and Restitution
Yeah I said something similar yesterday but we can NOT let what happened to Renee Good cloud what happened to everyone else at the hands of these SS Demons!!!
Because we can’t disregard one person if we’re for human rights!
Gordon Parks
I don't mean to be rude, but white folks... can you hurry up with your spiritual journey?
Thread: You're not gonna love this country until you hate it. And whitewashed spirituality is holding us all back
Real love-revolutionary love-doesn't come from blind patriotism. It comes from grief. From disgust. From seeing what's been done in your name and choosing to never let it happen again.
You don't get to love this country until you've hated what it's done. Until you've cried for the bodies broken, and enslaved, and the children sold and trafficked-still in cages. For the lands stolen. For the labor and wealth extracted.
If you skip that part, your “love” is compliance.
White spirituality wants to skip that part. It says:
"Stay soft."
"Forgive everyone."
"Anger is low-vibe.”
And worst of all: "Hate has no place here.”
But I've never seen anyone transform the world without first hating the conditions they were born into.
No, but seriously, can y'all please hurry up with your spiritual journey? We're running out of time.
Can we skip to the part where:
➡️ You realize your emotions are valid without needing Black women to validate them?
➡️ You stop trying to make peace with oppressors and start building power?
➡️ You feel anger and use it, instead of silencing everyone else who already is?
➡️ Stop giving MAGA nuance. Treat them like the lost cause they've chosen to be.
You keep asking for gentleness in a moment that requires fire. You want to heal without being uncomfortable. But healing isn't soft. It's surgical.
This moment doesn't need your guilt. It needs your courage.
You can't meditate fascism away. (Though clarity helps.)
You can't sage genocide. (*And some of us are sage-ing you.)
You can't yoga your way out of a collapsing democracy. (Tight hamstrings probably won't help either.)
You have to feel it. Name it. Hate it. Then build something better-with your hands. Being whole doesn't mean being calm.
Being whole means being angry, too. Angry enough to protect what you love.
Because true love of country doesn't come from worship. It comes from understanding its sins-and fighting for a more perfect union. From the willingness to burn down your illusions so you can finally stand for something real.
We're already doing the work.
You coming or not?
From Patricia Deanna on Threads
abby:
You can buy up all of the social media platforms and manipulate all of the algorithms but the people of the world will never forget what it looks like when a mother carries her child’s remains in a grocery bag.
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Margaret Bourke-White, 1956
INDEED.
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Hampton Institute:
Capitalists view people as labourers and consumers. That’s it. We aren’t mothers, fathers, neighbours, community members, fellow citizens, or even human beings. We are merely tools to be manipulated for profit. Once you understand this, you can understand why things are so bleak.
Kings & Kweens
Eartha Kitt (1957)
EK was one of the baddest to ever do it.