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Tag: racism
These power relations within the working class weaken us in the power struggle between the classes.
Selma James in Sex, Race and Class.
THIS THIS THIS
This is what I’ve been trying to say forever. This is why I see anti-racist struggle as to my own personal benefit and why I see being corrected when I’m upholding white supremacy not as an insult to my personal worth but as helpful advice akin to
“Don’t put that in the oven, it’d set the house on fire”
If You Want Working Class Solidarity
It is up to those of us with privilege to stop drinking from the poisoned chalice that gives us some small advantage over the rest of our class, at the expense of dividing us from our comrades, at the expense of the real power which we can only build when we come together. We cannot come together as a class while working class women are told by their comrades to accept violence and inferior status for the sake of revolution, to show solidarity with those who ill treat us for the sake of revolution. We cannot come together as a class standing on the backs of our black and brown comrades. We cannot come together as a class if we treat our gay, lesbian, bisexual, and so on comrades as deviants or tokens. We cannot come together as a class if our transgender comrades are denied the right to take a fucking piss safely. We cannot come together as a class if our spaces are inaccessible to our disabled comrades.
You want working class solidarity? You want the revolution? Show that solidarity to your women comrades, your comrades of color, your LGBTQ comrades, your disabled comrades, show us that you will fight for us and not just yourself and we will fight at your side. Show it through your actions and not through empty words.
We can only have real solidarity when we stand beside our comrades and not above them.
There was a really interesting quote from interview with an older black lesbian
I saw awhile back about white sga women fetishizing black women and expecting them to perform masculinity for them and I can’t find it again and it was interesting and I want to read the book it’s from.
Also I think bourgeois women have a kind of patriarchal power over prole women on top of the class thing, and white women over WOC and so on.
Like bourgeois women feel entitled to regulate our reproduction, and sexuality. Feel they have the right to comment on and criticize our appearances. They feel entitled to us sexually (the way bougie female strip club patrons treat the dancers, also like the way bougie women will appropriate prole women’s, especially sex workers’, style of dress for a naughty thrill or to be daring,) and like also how they go to high powered jobs or skip off to spin class and leave domestic and often emotional labor to us.
For examples see:
The rise in demand for domestic labor as bougie women entered the workforce
The fact that all the modern hair removal women do started with sex workers (I don’t have a source but the modern trend for removing your pubic hair started with sex workers too)
a bunch of other stuff I’m not going to look at right now because I need a bath and to find my glasses
Also like how even straight white women will use black women as sexual props and toys (hey Miley, hey Iggy) as mentioned in the essay I linked to right there (also in the post before this because it’s that fucking good) and like WOC have written better stuff on this than me. OH also Laurell K. Hamilton’s orientalist submissive lotus blossom bullshit (google it or maybe don’t it’s depressing here’s a link and another).
Also like straight women using sga women as experiments and props and so on and so forth but like mostly I wanted to talk about the class thing because other people have written better on the other stuff.
When Your (Brown) Body is a (White) Wonderland by Dr. Tressie McMillan Cottom
This piece really influenced my thoughts on the interlinking of patriarchy and white supremacy but also the interlinking of patriarchy and class and the interlinking of patriarchy, class and white supremacy.
It’s seriously important.
When Your (Brown) Body is a (White) Wonderland by Dr. Tressie McMillan Cottom
I feel like in open carry states, all black people should be given automatic concealed carry permits until it stops (and here’s hoping it will) being dangerous for them to open carry.
I Dare You To Go Up To A Scotsman
and ask how Robert Burns became the national poet while using so much “slang”.
I fucking dare you.
What issue does netflix have with Native Americans?
Like there was that awful awful Adam Sandler thing and then Kimmy Schmidt’s… numerous issues. Like I mean there’s a ton of racism everywhere constantly but it’s like they seem to just like be kinda y’ know fixating.
Why are they doing this?
I also don’t understand why people accuse me of being censorious when I point out a media creator had shitty politics
Like you’re the one who seems to think it’s unthinkable to read a book by an author who’s not a paragon of moral rectitude, and you think I’m the one advocating censorship?
Like I am a HUGE fan of Lovecraft’s fiction, I think the Cthulhu mythos is an incredible fictional creation and undeniably deserves a place in the literary canon for its creativity and originality.
That said, Lovecraft was a fucking racist, a REALLY virulent and horrible fucking racist, and no let’s not get into “of his time” cause like Lovecraft’s time featured men like him but also the IWW was a thing
And you know what? Not once has the social justice community ever jumped down my throat for loving the fuck out of Cthulhu, and do you know why? Because I don’t try to defend Lovecraft the man, nor do I feel the need to cover up how HORRIBLE his views were to appreciate his stories about monsters (which yes, often also feature a heaping scoop of racism, which I can also acknowledge while still fucking liking the story).
But for some reason there are a lot of people who think you can’t like a piece of media unless you love the creator as a person. I mean honestly it’s you who’s unable to separate the art from the artist, not me.
Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 