MLK Jr. Day & Pre-Inauguration Reflections: What Now?

The upcoming inauguration of Donald Trump (whom I don’t think I’m going to ever be able to refer to as “President” in this lifetime) is just days away. In the weeks leading up to this event, he has shown in a laundry list of ways – most of which have already been well reported on – the type of presidency he plans to have. He is a misogynistic, totalitarian, xenophobic and racist liar who managed to bamboozle middle America and people who have grown sick of the same old shit in Washington – and has given new hope to racists and sexists throughout the country who have wanted to bring back America to the its former “greatness”.

OK now that we have that out of the way: what has been going through my mind?

Like with most folks, honestly it’s been a roller coaster. I go from hopeful to despair in a matter of minutes on a fairly regular basis. There are moments when I get frustrated with people who refuse to see how far we actually have come and then there are others when I feel a deep sadness at how far we still have to go. It’s hard to stick with any sort of emotional stance. However, I have said this before and still stand by it – some great things happened in 2016: the prison strikes; the announcement that one of our nation’s more atrocious presidents, Andrew Jackson – an enemy to the Africans forcibly brought here on slave ships and the Native Americans who already lived here – would have his face replaced on the $20 with Harriet Tubman’s; the unemployment rate finally hit a pre-recession low; and the Black Lives Matters movement has grown and has been given more and more legitimacy…. just to name a few. I’m not saying people have no right to be scared – I’m just saying progress is happening even though it doesn’t necessarily feel like it. I have to say that to myself every single day, guys.

There is plenty to worry about but I don’t want to lose sight of how far we have come – that is my internal struggle. I’ve been quietly looking at a number of things to get involved with in 2017 – local civil rights and social justice groups whose mission statements are aligned with my core values. My goal is to get more involved in the fight and not just because I think we are all going to need to step up a little bit more in the coming years – but because another really great thing came out of 2016: continual and meaningful conversation on race and gender. This past year, I’ve spoken to so many people who have become more aware than ever of how important these conversations are and have realized that it’s necessary to keep having them and to be OK with how uncomfortable it could get. As a woman of color who has a lot of white friends, over the years I’ve sort of trained myself to keep a lot of my opinions on race to myself. Every once in a while, I’d get offended by something a white friend of mine would say but I always made myself brush it off. I’d tell myself to stop being so sensitive. I have come to realize that by doing that I am doing them and society a disservice. So, even though it makes me deeply uncomfortable, I have unlearned everything about bottling up those feelings and I have forced myself to speak up on topics of race – and also sexism – to those around me.

But conversation is just one step. It's an important one but it is not enough and we need to be willing to do just a little bit more.

If Trump getting elected as president is what it took to shake America to its core, giving us a frightening wake up call, then so be it. This is not to say that I think it’s a good thing – but honestly, America is just as racist and scary as it’s ever been and now more people understand that. On social media, I referenced a recent episode of Black-ish, where the father on the show – who remained mostly silent during an episode where all his colleagues were railing against Hillary’s election loss – is asked by one of his white liberal colleagues why he doesn’t care more about what’s happening in this country. What follows is an amazing monologue that I haven’t actually been able to get out of my head for days and I recommend that you watch it if you haven’t already. Essentially, the black community and other disenfranchised groups are used to losing over and over again. And this has been largely ignored by white people and people of privilege over the decades. But now there is a threat big enough to scare us all. It’s been interesting – the conversations that I’ve been having with a lot of my white male friends, many of whom are treating this election like the end of all things, like it’s the worst thing recent American history has to offer. I was blown by the electing of Donald Trump too (still am) – but what we need to be honest about is how things aren’t getting worse, progress isn’t being stripped away… this has BEEN happening. This has always been America. Not even I understood that fully but this didn’t happen out of nowhere. And I can’t stress enough in saying it’s the systems that exist in this country that have allowed this to happen. Liberal America didn’t get that – and still doesn’t, in some ways – but what happened has happened and all we can do is learn from it and find our own ways to fight back and to move towards a kind of unity against those that want to keep us from progress.

Today, on Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, I am thinking a lot about the Civil Rights Movement. Not just what MLK Jr. did but folks like Nannie Helen Burroughs, Bayard Rustin, Fred Hampton, Harry and Harriette Moore, Dorothy Height and countless others that go unsung because we live in a society that focuses too much on lionizing big ticket names in the Civil Rights world. I strongly believe that change happens from the bottom up – from impoverished communities where the promise of the American Dream is no more than a lie that can never be attained. Even MLK himself said, “We know through painful experience that freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed.” I am not taking away anything from what MLK meant to the Civil Rights Movement but not everyone can be what he was – in fact, most people can’t be – and sometimes I worry that when we focus so little on the foot soldiers, if you will, then the battle against oppression starts to feel too daunting. I feel like even MLK would agree with that. We all have the power to impact our society for better or for worse and we are strongest when we are together and when we are mobilized.

So yes, times are dangerous and we should all be angry, be critical, be aware, be ready to fight, but also be hopeful. Because at the end of the day, that is honestly the only thing that will keep up moving forward. It’s the one thing we can all share and spread to the communities around us. Knowing what others have had to endure before us, we need to keep in our hearts and in our minds that the human spirit is strong and much has been accomplished. Progress may seem slow, it comes with a lot of risk and it may at times seem like it’s going in reverse but if we all do our part and keep pushing onward then the possibilities are endless. I believe in us and I will keep believing in us, as a people, until my very last breath.

Much love and happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day. Now let’s get to work.

Analysis of the American Dream

I know it’s an age old debate – the American Dream and what it means. People have been debating over it for at least the last 80 years. It’s actually something that’s troubled me since the first time I heard the term used, approximately 14 years ago in my sophomore year AP English class during a heated discussion about the Great Gatsby. The book is a favorite of mine and features several characters, all with a very different and distinct idea of what the American Dream means to them and what it says about our own lives. I have to say, however, that after years of thinking about it and reading various text on the subject and, you know, living my life… I think that the American Dream is just a big festering trap. But let me elaborate.

First of all, I want to say that I come from the perspective of a person who does in fact love her country. Interestingly enough, I tend to have two types of people in my life: the highly patriotic types and the ones who are highly critical of how this country’s system works (or doesn’t, really). I hate copping out and saying I’m “middle of the road” but honestly I feel like I am. I love America for what it could be, for its potential, for being my home, for giving me the rights that so many of us take for granted. However, I recognize that parts of our system are broken, that our priorities are messed up, that our capitalistic way of life diminishes the chances for those who are struggling and builds up those who are already abundantly wealthy, that the American Ego has gotten completely out of hand – particularly in regards to our relations to outside parties and our imperialistic attitude. So I can see both sides of the coin and I agree with both perspectives. Therefore, when I criticize the supposed “American Dream,” please know that I am not saying this lightly and I am not saying that it is a reflection of my total dissatisfaction with the United States.

This topic recently came back into my mind when I was watching the movie Cosmopolis, starring a surprisingly competent Robert Pattinson as a billionaire mogul and financial analyst who rapidly loses his fortune through the course of a day due to faulty analysis and starts questioning his whole way of thinking. It’s a fantastic case study actually, despite being the least cinematic film imaginable and being very abrasive to start with. I recommend it to anyone with a lot of patience and a passion for the subject matter and/or old school Cronenberg. In this movie, Pattinson travels through New York City (in the not-so-distant future) by use of a stretch limousine with inconceivable amounts of luxuries. He picks up a few passengers, makes some stops, and finally gets to his destination, which is his family barber for a desperately desired haircut. During all of this, his billions are crumbling and there are many discussions in regards to the strengths and weaknesses of capitalism. On the outside, Pattinson’s mogul is cool and soulless – a chilling vessel, not even a man, but simply the personification of entitlement. However, crackling beneath it all, there exists the flame of self-loathing burning inside of him. You can interpret this movie in so many different ways but to me it really brought home the concept of the American Dream and the materialism involved in it. Though, it takes it a step further, which is finally where I will reach my point: it’s not even JUST that it’s materialistic; it’s that even when it’s achieved – or when you believe you have achieved it – it is very likely that you’ll find you’ve crawled through the desert towards a fresh spring that was never there in the first place.

The American Dream is our salvation, right? It’s what should motivate us! It’s why “all those foreigners want to become card-carrying members of this great nation” (a direct quote from a right wing reporter friend of mine). It’s what makes this country so great – the simple idea that, and I quote, “…life should be better and richer and fuller for every man, with opportunity for each according to his ability or achievement.” (James Truslow Adams) It’s the idea that even if you come from nothing and you work hard, then you will be prosperous in one way or another, because don’t misunderstand – it’s not simply FINANCIAL prosperity that this Dream offers. No, Adams further said, “It has been much more than that. It has been a dream of being able to grow to fullest development as man and woman, unhampered by the barriers which had slowly been erected in the older civilizations, unrepressed by social orders which had developed for the benefit of classes rather than for the simple human being of any and every class.” And this was written in the 1930s. Just mull that over for a second, you guys. UNREPRESSED BY SOCIAL ORDERS. I mean, at least he didn’t have the nerve to mention race in there but it’s heavily implied and as a black woman, I find that borderline comical. No, actually, just straight up comical. Yep, we’ll go with that.

See, the problem is this: the American Dream is no more than a very poetically worded distraction, a smoke screen – at least now, in the world that we are currently living in. In MLK Jr.’s “I Have a Dream” speech, he acknowledges the hopes of a better tomorrow and yet the severity of the times we are in. Granted, a lot has changed since then but there is still a lot of work to be done, both financially and socially. There have been significant strides towards equality, but not as much as many of us may think. Dr. King is an inspiration not just because of the seeds of hope and brotherhood (and sisterhood) he planted but because he knew we weren’t there, that the “American Dream” is something that we should all strive to create. Women still make less money than men. The war on women, in fact, still rages on. There is a serious disconnect between our country's "1%" and well, the rest of us. There are areas of the U.S. that have many of the conditions of third world countries. And race relations? Well, folks. I'm glad I'm not picking cotton or using black designated bathrooms but as a resident of DC and a neighbor to Baltimore, I can tell you that true racial enlightenment has not yet arrived.

The concept of the American Dream, more often than not, is used to promote flag-waving, blind patriotism (which is one of my biggest pet peeves and perhaps a post topic for another day), and the misconception that this country is something that it's not. It also breeds a sense of failure and class/race wars. Any person, theoretically, who works hard every day of their life - to the fullest of their potential - should succeed, regardless of where they come from or their lack of silver platter opportunities?

Granted, success means something different to just about everyone. To me, success is found in cultivating meaningful relationships and making a positive difference in the world. To someone else it's money and power. To another person it's creating a happy family unit. To many of us, it's all of that. The American Dream tells us that these are things we can all grasp - if we work for it. But what happens when we do what we're told and we never reach the proverbial pot of gold? What about those people who can't manage to crawl out of the slums that have been abandoned? What about our homeless citizens who don't know how to pull themselves out of their tragic life situation? What about the people that get lost in the judicial system and are tagged as unfortunate blots to the rest of our pristine society? Oh I guess they didn't work hard enough. And screw second chances! No dream for them. They only get cold, cruel reality.

And you know what? I think we all deserve better than that. Let's own what this country is, flaws and all. Let's admit that sometimes hard work pays off and sometimes it doesn't. Let's admit that some of us have obstacles that society has put in our way that can be insurmountable. Let's admit that some of us are born into a life of endless possibilities because of our race, financial status, the powerful friends we keep. Let's admit that there is no collective dream, that it's out of reach for so many of us. Let's admit it but not accept that it has to be this way forever. So much progress has been made and so much more can happen. I see it around me everyday. We are getting there - we are getting to that ideal. People want it - as a society, we crave that equality and the same opportunities as our more privileged counterparts.

Yesterday, there was a blog post in The New Yorker that basically said that the reason why people have been so appalled about the possibility that Beyonce may have lip-synced "The Star-Spangled Banner" is because, and I quote, "[The lyrics are] aspirational, they’re soaring, they represent a vision of American power that is mostly obsolete. It’s not the fiction of Beyoncé’s performance that angers us, but the fear that underneath the pomp and idealism our political leaders are con men, telling us a story about ourselves that may not be true."

It's time to wake up. Let's open our eyes to the truth but let's have heart that we can be better and we will be better. However - and I fully believe this with all my heart - real change won't happen if we're not willing to let go of old ideas and move on to new possibilities.