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we’re getting new Regular Show?? 😭
When Ron Simmons defeated Vader to become the first Black wrestler to be recognized as World Heavyweight Champion by a national organization, it was a moment in time that deeply resonated with fans and aspiring wrestlers. Two days later, on August 4, 1992, WCW held a Press Conference at the CNN Center in Atlanta to celebrate Ron Simmons. Jim Ross recalled hundreds of fans and Turner employees filling the common area for the reception, where tears of joy were shed.
Ray Charles walked out of a segregated auditorium in Augusta, Georgia in 1961 and canceled his own sold out show after learning Black fans were being forced to sit in the balcony. The promoters threatened lawsuits. The city threatened retaliation. Ray Charles canceled anyway and never played Georgia again for fourteen years. That decision cost him real money. At the time, Ray Charles was not a legacy act. He was at the height of his commercial power. What’d I Say had crossed him over to white audiences. His contract with ABC-Paramount gave him something almost no Black artist had in the 1950s. Ownership. He controlled his masters. That control made the choice possible and dangerous. Promoters could not blackball him quietly. They could only punish him loudly. Georgia did. The state banned his music from radio stations. Concert bookings vanished. Local officials called him ungrateful. The industry advised compromise. Ray Charles ignored them all. He understood something they did not. Integration without dignity is just a new stage for humiliation. Ray Charles had already learned that lesson young. He went blind at seven years old, watching his younger brother drown in a washtub he could not reach in time. Poverty followed. Independence followed faster. At the Florida School for the Deaf and the Blind, he learned music as survival, not decoration. By the time he entered the industry, he trusted his ears more than contracts and his instincts more than approval. That instinct reshaped American music. When Ray Charles fused gospel with blues and country in the 1950s, churches called it blasphemy. Labels called it unmarketable. White audiences were not supposed to hear Black sacred emotion repurposed as joy, lust, or grief. Ray Charles did it anyway. The backlash only proved the power. He had found the fault line. The Georgia boycott held until 1979. That year, the state finally adopted “Georgia On My Mind” as its official song. Ray Charles returned to perform it publicly for the first time since the ban. The moment was framed as reconciliation. Ray Charles framed it as closure. The state changed. He did not. Ray Charles was not defiant for symbolism. He was defiant because control without conscience is useless. He owned his music so he could walk away from money when dignity demanded it. Long before activism became branding, Ray Charles made a rule that never wavered. If the room required him to shrink, the music stopped.
Today in Black History Month we honor Anarcha Westcott. She was a 17 year enslaved girl who underwent roughly 30 operations without anesthesia for a vesicovaginal fistula ( abnormal connection between vagina and bladder= urine coming through your vagina). She healed after this surgery. James Marion Sim (we refuse to refer to him as doctor) was the racist man who performed these surgeries on her, and is denoted as the father of Gynecology. However, we would like to say Anarcha is the mother of gynecology. Without her strength, grit, and bravery she wouldn't have survived those procedures. We couldn't imagine doing surgery on someone without some form of anesthesia. Black history is America's history. The story must be told even when it's not pretty.
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