We may have greeted a new decade, but the venom of White supremacy is still the deadly disease without a cure.
Taking a much-needed break from the tools of engagement can be a blessing, until you make your return and get hit with the avalanche of dysfunction that resurrects the status of your discontent.
2020 is just beginning to unfold and that magic wand that was supposed to clean up the debris from the previous years was apparently stuck in transition.
Black girls are still under attack.
The nasty habit that spares little White girls, and consists of mockery and the bullish attitude of adults who have been conditioned to publicly shame Black girls because of the long-held tradition of that sport, sadly made an ill-fated comeback on the first day of the new year.
A gorgeous black and white photo circulating the web, showcasing Beyonce, Megan Thee Stallion, and Blue Ivy became fodder for a series of blasphemous tweets between two members of the media, who are ironically attached to reputable outlets.
The posted screenshots of the ugly exchange quickly went viral due to the race and high-profile status of the child, who was being attacked for not meeting the beauty standards set forth by the same cowards who wouldn’t dare demean North West or her equally admired cousins with similar venom.
The inappropriately degrading convo can be searched and found on Twitter, and you will be grossed out to discover these options as you begin to type the name “Blue Ivy.”
It was hard not not to get sucked into the flared up landscape of disbelief and disgust, when you consider that these two people inexplicably chose to exercise the poor judgement of publicly shaming the physical attributes of a 7-year-old Black girl, who happens to be the daughter of two of the most accomplished and revered artists on the planet.
But aside from her formidable pedigree, there’s also the pending case of how Blue Ivy has been woefully mistreated practically all her life, by the lethality of the general consensus, that supremely devalues her worth based on how she fails to be miniature version of the superstar mother who is the chosen mascot of Black beauty.
This ongoing system of abuse has been allowed to flourish across the board because of how Blackness can be weaponized against children who can’t fight back.
Blue Ivy’s disappointing features and grade of hair can’t save her from the scorn of ridiculers, who are old enough to be thoroughly ashamed of their abhorrent behavior.
It’s beyond problematic and disturbing to still read those relenting comments that continue to meanly point out the curse of a Black girl, who has everything money can buy, except the ability to shake off Jay’s strong genes, regardless of how much of Beyonce flows in those tiny veins.
The fiasco over her unprocessed hair was challenging to witness, especially as a Black woman, who was once a Black girl. You want to protect her from the immaturity and ignorance that ignites the unnecessary fieriness towards an innocent Black child, who is tragically not safe amongst her own people.
Why are Black girls so easily defaced in ways that breed the unspeakable callousness that would never be directed to non-Black counterparts?
Regardless of how we feel about the grooming preferences bestowed on Blue Ivy, and whether or not it resembles the image of perfection that can’t deviate from the curl patterns that are prettily defined, it’s never okay for grown ups to righteously penalize the blossoming template of someone else’s kid for kicks.
And of course the running joke that’s anything but funny, seems to be inspired by debates that divide the masses when it comes to assessing the attractiveness of a Black girl, based on the measurements of equally distributed facial placement or the unattractive father’s uncanny dominion.
The fact that this is still a thing has to be the absolute evidence of how we’ve truly lost ourselves.
Things went too far the moment Blue Ivy was introduced to the world, and the insults just never stopped.
Her famous parents aren’t powerful enough to shield their little girl from the grotesque ritual that other Black girls are forced to endure from seasoned tormentors.
These well-positioned bullies may assume their good intentions, but also ignore the traitorous implications that uphold the damning methods of discipline, enforced by White authoritative figures.
The societally harassed Black children, who are forcibly removed from classrooms for wearing hairstyles that are deemed “too black” or offensively ethnic, are needlessly suffering because of the mentality that caused the uproar over the H&M ad, featuring a young Black girl with a not-so-perfect, bun.
There’s nothing lovelier than a Black girl who shines through her smile, without the overbearing accompaniments that are meant to finesse the potency of her Blackness, for the comfort and approval of lame critics who are too ugly to recognize unfiltered beauty.
We can’t continue to encourage and enable the audacity of White supremacy by believing the lies of how our brutish appearance can only be polished once we succumb to the “silky blowouts” that finally give Essence magazine permission to tweet out praises for a 7-year-old girl with a grown up hairdo.
Blue Ivy may not fit the look book most imagined before her birth, but that’s not the excuse for reducing her worth for the purpose of viral entertainment with the guarantee that her Blackness is firm enough to take those punches.
In this era of “wokeness” and the assisted disingenuousness from editorial staff positioned at prominent publications, it’s no shocker that two random staffers weren’t deterred from the quest of loudly demonstrating distasteful traits, that prove why the enlightening voices of Black women are aggressively shut out.
We expect to be gratuitously disrespected from girlhood to womanhood by outsiders, but getting the shit from our own is the betrayal that has to end
If we stop, maybe they will.
White supremacy is a deadly disease but we also can’t make excuses for folks who prefer to remain victimized, instead of maturing to the level of self-awareness. Being blinded by the ugliness within that prevents the embrace of Black beauty is a sad state of mind. DO BETTER.