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Thursday, September 24, 2015

Why Racists Gave Viola Davis An Emmy #HTGAWM

Emmy-winning Viola Davis cantbreathe

Viola Davis is a superb illustration of the labor required for #BlackSelfRespect. White Terrorism saturates her life, mandates that “classic beauty” be anything but black. She testifies to unrelenting abuse in the 2011 documentary Dark Girls, remembering how she was “constantly being called ‘black ugly nigger’ — those words together.” 

This spiritual molestation is common for black people around the globe and helps explain the vicarious adulation so many black females experienced when Davis became the first African American female to win an Emmy for her lead role in the ABC drama How To Get Away With Murder. Danielle Moodie-Mills writes that during Davis’ moment of unprecedented accomplishment, “She stood on that stage, fierce, beautiful and firm in her blackness and womaness.” She paid homage to “General” Harriet Tubman as “she called out racism and challenged a system that refuses to see black women as whole.” 

Davis and HTGAWM executive producer Shonda Rhimes are lauded for subverting racist projections of black people and producing opportunities for black actresses to be broadcast as commanding, professional, and valued. 

But even though HTGAWM is a ShondaLand production, Rhimes did not write or create this series. Those credits belong to a gay White man, Peter Nowalk. He praises Rhimes as his guru and gushes about the lessons learned from years collaborating on her other lucrative franchises, Grey’s Anatomy and Scandal. There’s widespread gratitude for Nowalk devising the character Annalise Keating that allowed Julliard-trained Davis to make history. 

Yet her unparalleled triumph felt familiar. 

Davis’ victory seemed an encore of Denzel Washington and Halle Berry palming 2002 Oscars for exemplary portrayals of black hooliganism and debauchery. Nowalk repackages and camouflages worn-out Racist concepts of blacks toiling to help whitefolks and presents profoundly anti-black moments in the limited scenes when Davis is sans wig, unadulterated black. At its lowest, black female sexuality is – as usual – cast as malignant and scandalous. 

One of Davis’ signature works is her 2011 Oscar-nominated portrayal of The Help’s Aibileen Clark, a servant for a White Supremacist family in 1960’s Mississippi. In spite of the film’s success, Davis candidly observes another constant: “I have been given a lot of roles that are downtrodden, mammy-ish… Then you’re going to be hungry for your next role, which is going to be absolutely the same. That’s the truth.” Nowalk’s debut project was “her shot at the anti-mammy,” according to GQ contributor Amy Wallace. Annalise Keating represents “a flinty, stylish defense lawyer and law professor,” and a scarce opening to animate a black female character as “cerebral and alluring… with a handsome husband and a lover on the side.” Ostensibly, Nowalk unshackled Davis from a racist industry, that, according to Kirsten West Savali, “pathologizes, reduces and co-opts blackness at every turn, especially black womanhood.” 

But Annalise’s time and energy is almost exclusively in service to Whites. She’s an attorney extraordinaire with blouses worth more than Aibileen’s house. Other than one humdinger of an exception, black people are not privy to her counsel. Whites are the sole beneficiaries of her legal acumen, and the bulk of her customers aren’t even “good” Whitefolks. She successfully, ruthlessly defends White drug traffickers, alleged White sex offenders, admitted and suspected White killers. Her clientele is a smorgasbord of white-on-white crime. Mimicking Hattie McDaniel’s venerated contribution to Gone With The Wind, Annalise has no children and devotes the bulk of her time to the maintenance of unscrupulous white lives. 

Now, about that humdinger. 

The show’s sixth episode is the lone outlier, the only time Nowalk’s lead character devotes her energies to aiding black people. Keating successfully liberates a death row inmate (David Allen) who had been wrongly caged for decades. Kayla Kumari Upadhyaya digests the plot of the episode and why it signifies vintage ShondaLand entertainment: 

“A white senator used Allen as a pawn to gain political power and gentrify an inner-city [black] area for financial gain. Annalise loudly condemns the racialized nature of the Senator’s scheme in one of the best Viola Davis moments in an episode full of spot-on Davis moments (seriously, this is going to be her Emmy reel episode, right?).” 

Unfortunately, Racists don’t permit black people to enjoy a full glass. They must kick it over. Before one can appreciate a primetime drama with the courage to indict a White man for the deliberate caging of black bodies, we’re reminded that Annalise is still primarily concerned with the well being of whitefolks. Her white husband specifically. 

Her lying, adulterous, womanizing, murderous, “handsome,” White husband. 

Following her courtroom conquest, she jettisons her makeup and straight hair - props to imply strength. She confesses that she’s been lying, planting evidence, and framing the innocent to protect her guilty White spouse, Sam Keating. The scene concludes with Davis’ character dissolving into a whimpering puddle while declaring her need for psychopath Sam ad infinitum. 

The politics of black hair exponentially magnify the significance of this scene and all other settings when Annalise reveals her natural. Franchesca Ramsey reminds us “there are very few black women on TV wearing their natural hair.” “There's a long, complicated history of black women being told by society [Whites] that their natural hair is unprofessional, ugly, distracting, and a whole host of other insults.” In another display of #BlackSelfRespect, Davis lobbied to have HTGAWM include her unprocessed do. It’s fascinating to deconstruct Nowalk’s politicking of black hair. 

Upadhyaya unpacks the unmasking: “Annalise sits at her vanity and slowly peels back her layers. She removes her wig, her eyelashes, her makeup, never breaking eye contact with the reflection of her natural self. It’s an intimate, powerful moment television doesn’t often show: A black woman removing all the elements White Supremacy tells her she has to wear to be beautiful, successful, powerful. And let’s not forget that that wasn’t just Annalise taking it off: It was Davis, too...” 

What happens in the narrative at this moment? Sam admits to having an affair with a dead blond girl. More layers are unearthed as the audience discovers that before they were married, Sam was her therapist – helping Annalise cope with the trauma of child rape. He was previously married, but had an affair with Annalise. She accurately diagnoses his fetish for mistresses who are “weak, broken, messes that” require his straightening. The scene ends with Sam violently subduing and momentarily smothering his black wife. 

Annalise’ authentic locks re-emerge at the top of episode six. Wes, a law student and main character played by Harry Potter star Alfred Enoch, determines that his law professor is lying to protect her murderous white husband. He confronts Annalise and her natural hair to declare explicitly and repeatedly that she is “disgusting.” 

This is not “anti-mammy” or “anti-racism;” this is the routine war to insist that black females be rebuked, abused, and de-feminized at all times. 

The anti-blackness of Nowalk’s series is most forcefully emphasized in the presentation of black female sexuality. During a Variety interview, he disclosed, “Some of the characters are very driven by sex and I think that’s cool. I think Annalise — and Viola and I talk about it — she’s definitely driven by sex.” The problem becomes blatant in how Nowalk animates Annalise’s sexuality. 

Her marriage – again, her husband's a White killer – began as an affair with a married man. His infidelity continues, while she’s stepping out with a dying cancer patient’s husband. And she doesn’t merely have adulterous sex with this black male, she betrays him continually, has him incarcerated unjustly, and decimates his life. This is not a critique born of “respectability politics.” This is an emphatic restatement of Melissa Harris-Perry’s conclusion that “the implications of sexual images for black American women are different.” “The sexualized myths of black women have conspired to narrow the political and social world for sisters.” How To Get Away With Murder was supposed to be beyond those confines. 

Alessandra Stanley helped launch the series when her contentious New York Times piece described Davis as “darker-skinned and less classically beautiful.” Earlier in the same paragraph she writes, “As Annalise, Ms. Davis, 49, is sexual and even sexy, in a slightly menacing way.” Unarmed black teens like Renisha McBride and Michael Brown Jr. are “menacing.” Is the sexuality of primetime, Emmy-winning White actresses branded as “menacing”? The scripting of Annalise’s promiscuity promotes Stanley’s perception. 

This is best illustrated during the first season's winter finale. After an ugly verbal dispute and a second round of domestic abuse, Annalise’s White husband gives a mic drop and reminds us that black females are disgusting. 

“You're nothing but a piece of ass. That's what I saw when I first talked to you in the office that day. Because I knew you would put out. That's all you're really good for. Dirty, rough sex I'm too ashamed to tell anyone about. That's how foul you are. You disgusting slut.” 

Should this be the Emmy reel episode?

Sunday, December 07, 2014

Rosa Parks > Ellen DeGeneres + Chris Rock



... And Harriet Tubman, where now the hip-hop people have now put on a pornographic movie about her. And this guy—I forgot his name, [James] McBride or something, The New York Times is in there with this glowing two-page review of his book, talking about Frederick Douglass was a drunk... and isn’t that funny? So, I think now there’s some kind of concerted effort in the cultural environment to make fun of anything that historically would give people any kind of courage or nerve or desire to fight. I don’t think it’s accidental. - Gloria Richardson
The New York Magazine features a lengthy interview with actor, comedian and Victim of Racism, Chris Rock. The Saturday Night Live alumnus and creator of Good Hair (2009) reflected on Ferguson, Bill Cosby, the notion of "progress" as it relates to Racism, and raising black girls while Sasha and Malia Obama reside in The White House.

Rock's profession and body of work inform what one can realistically expect him to say about black people, Racism in general. Mychal Denzel Smith submitted a spectacular assessment of how Whites have enthusiastically rewarded Rock and many other Victims of Racism for disparaging melanin-rich humans. Bring The Pain. Abandon #BlackSelfRespect, mock collective black trauma for White entertainment, and your bank balance will never be niggardly.


This verbose exchange has agendas. Promoting Rock's new film (Top Five) is a key objective, but the primary aim is to appease, reassure and glorify Whites. There is more White flattery than excuses and donations for the White killers of Michael Brown, Jr. and Eric Garner. Joan Rivers is a "great person, underrated comedian." Rock declares his "love" for Bill Maher, and can't deny that Top Five "is almost like an homage to Woody Allen."


The White collective dominates the globe, and a sizable portion of dark folks are required to brown-nose and pay tributes to pale folks for fewer nickles thank Mr. Rock. That's White Power, Racism.


White Power also dictates that two individuals named in this report have been publicly accused of sexual misconduct, but only one is recognized as a suspected predator. Bill Cosby is practically declared deceased alongside Rivers and Robin Williams. Stick a pitchfork in his career. The best we can do is hope the allegations aren't true. The cinema and career of Woody Allen are celebrated with no regard for the lingering allegations of pedophilia.


Fawning aside, Rock slips in profound reflections on Racist White Pathology:

My mother tells stories of growing up in Andrews, South Carolina, and the black people had to go to the vet to get their teeth pulled out. And you still had to go to the back door, because if the white people knew the vet had used his instruments on black people, they wouldn’t take their pets to the vet. This is not some person I read about. This is my mother.
Pause for Dr. Maya Angelou (I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings).

"Bony T," Rock's character from Boomerang (1992),  states that "progress" has allowed for "the nicest white people that America has ever produced." Ostensibly, millennial Whites - like his daughters' classmates - have greater immunity to the "disease" of Racism that infected previous eras when "We [WHITES] were hanging black people." [Lennon Lacy? Frederick Jermaine Carter? Khalid Flimban?] However, Rock is still black, and, apparently, justifiably fearful that even Whites raised on Madagascar (2005) might be the new millennium Mistress Epps or Bull Connor.
I almost cry every day. I drop my kids off and watch them in the school with all these mostly white kids, and I got to tell you, I drill them every day: Did anything happen today? Did anybody say anything? They look at me like I am crazy.
Perhaps Mr. Rock and his daughters should peruse Lawrence Otis Graham's recent disclosure that cocooning his black offspring in prestigious White academies did not shield them from White Terrorism and it made them reluctant to discuss or acknowledge the reality - and pain - of Racism.

Truth being that Whites have complete, unadulterated contempt for black people, dead or alive. NPR's Allison Keyes produced a 2013 report on efforts to preserve African American burial grounds:

A lot of other African-American cemeteries in D.C. today are under parking lots. They're under buildings, they're under schools. They'll never be remembered or found. William and Mary anthropology professor Michael Blakey is one of the leading experts on African and African-American burial grounds in the country. He says the ritual treatment of the dead is one of the fundamental definitions of humankind.
Four and a half hours.

Counter-Racist soldier Gloria Richardson charged that there is a concerted, methodical effort to eviscerate black history. Laying waste to black cemeteries and maligning black ancestors is a part of this campaign. Chris Rock's analogy of Rosa Parks is another illustration of this disgraceful barrage.

I always call Ellen DeGeneres the gay Rosa Parks. If Rosa Parks had one of the most popular daytime TV shows, I’m sure the civil-rights movement would’ve moved a little bit faster too.
Rock's commentary is glaringly inconsistent with the proclamations of his Everybody Hates Chris co-star, Tyler James Williams, who recently declared that "the African American community is notoriously homophobic."

But black is gay. That concept and image has been promoted ad nauseam and with tremendous enthusiasm. During the summer of 2014, PBS released The New Black, which sustained the attack on black people as the greatest homophobes to ever breathe, while simultaneously perpetuating the equation of black and gay. Time magazine showcased Laverne Cox to poignantly make LGBT Rights synonymous with black people, Civil Rights. Cox has been the centerpiece of Netflix's juggernaut, Orange Is The New Black - where black people are again connected to crime and incarceration as well as "homosexual" and "transgender" behavior.


This is one aspect of the White Supremacist offensive. Victims of Racism are being used to advance and nurture this objective. Consciously or subconsciously some black people have deduced that Whites will be less hostile and/or more generous with resources if they shill for gay issues. That's White Power, Racism.


But Rosa Parks? Rosa Parks who battled to free the Scottsboro Boys? Rosa Parks who married, lived with, and was part of a black collective committed to armed self defense and the preservation of black life? Rosa Parks who ignited the Montgomery Bus Boycott being emulated in Ferguson, Missouri? Rosa Parks who risked her life to defend black females who were raped by White brutes because "she knew [White] sexual violence sat at the core of white supremacy." [Danielle McGuire, At The Dark End Of The Street pg. 56]  Rosa Parks who fought off a White Rapist as a teen? Rosa Parks who was forced to flee Alabama because of White Terrorists' relentless threats to assassinate her?

Rosa Parks, for example, constantly received calls from angry whites who yelled "Die, nigger!" whenever she or her husband picked up the phone. Like other blacks committed to the freedom struggle, Rosa Parks lost her job and was blacklisted in Montgomery, as were her husband and mother. After an especially vicious death threat in the summer of 1957, Parks called her cousin in Detroit sobbing. "Rosie, get the hell out of Montgomery," he urged. "Raymond's right; Whitey is going to kill you." (McGuire, pg. 120)
This legacy is equal to Ellen DeGeneres? The White woman who peeled off $39 million for a California palace? Ellen DeGeneres who was just accused of practicing Racism during the 2014 World Cup? She joked about being ignorant of Ghana's geographic location. All of Africa is "3rd World," so Ghana might not even be on the same planet with Whitefolks.

Rock's comparison is inaccurate, untenable, and should guarantee that he does not have a black patron for the remainder of his Hollywood career. It's likely that Whites encouraged and/or applauded Russell Simmons mocking Harriet Tubman as a whore. James McBride penned Frederick Douglass as a boozehound in The Good Lord Bird, and Whites lionized his effort with the 2013 National Book Award; the bestseller is scheduled to be adapted to the big screen starring Will and Jada Pinkett-Smith's son, Jaden. Whites might have similar laurels for Rock, but nothing Whites offer trumps #BlackSelfRespect.

An audience that’s not laughing is the biggest indictment that something’s too far. No comedian’s ever done a joke that bombs all the time and kept doing it.
Minimizing, obscuring or trivializing the life force of Rosa Parks is a "joke" that bombs eternally. Where is the Sandman when you need him?