I rarely post a Part Two to anything. I usually blow in with some thoughts and let the muse do its work. However, after my recent post GAY OR NOT. A FIGHT'S A FIGHT, I'm compelled to take a giant leap forward on this.
The GAY OR NOT. A FIGHT'S A FIGHT post was record breaking for ON THE DIG. It received the third highest hits in one day since I've started blogging on TheRoot in January. However, only a few commented, oh, and when they decided to say something it was to reject the notion that a group of lesbians in conflict were dismissed due to their "social insignificance". Now everyone has their right to feel and interpret how they like [I'm doing it now], but I just have a bit more to say about this.
Is it really true when men and women fight in the street [for whatever reason] we laugh and mock them? Is it true when men fight men the police do nothing and people pull up their chairs with popcorn for the thrill? Is it true when any Tom, *** and Yvonne unleash their stress on the street people, black people, waver none and, in fact, deem it all as crazy and worthy of a dismissive chuckle?
I'm not sure I agree and honestly, I think we're in complete denial.
The group of lesbians who were fighting last week were volatile. Yes, they screamed and shouted about someone's clothes. Hey, they may have been drunk on a Forty. But the bottom line? They were ready to do bodily harm to each other and I mean that seriously. One of them was punched in the face. And the spectators, well, they mocked and giggled and dismissed it as unnecessary "***" worry. Now I'm no therapist, but I could wager their choice to take this stance was due to fatigue, awkwardness, moral righteousness, or that women and/or gays in conflict is so foreign it's funny.
Let me give you another example: A month or so ago, a group of teens were sitting on a stoop across the street from my brownstone and having a good time. They were joking, laughing and drinking something festive from a styrofoam cup. Suddenly, one of the teens, a male, was being stomped by another male teen, literally, [west coast gansta style] and people were shouting and crying. [A woman ran across the street in her house-robe and slippers]. And I remember hearing something about someone stepping on another's shoes for the last time. And oh, the police arrived in no time.
Clearly, the rage between the teen boys over the shoes was fuel by something much more profound. Just like the rage between the *** women over the clothes was fueled by some greater stress. My point? A fight's a fight. Right?
All I'm asking is for us to get serious about this. To admit that conflict between women and/or gays or any other type of "other" doesn't warrant serious concern. Admit that we participate in a society that often finds humor in women initiating ideas or "speaking their mind". [And trust me, I've seen it first-hand]. Admit that the only threat we acknowledge is conflict between men [or a man's internal conflict], and that all else is secondary. That's not to say a man's stress doesn't warrant attention and validity [I have plenty], but it's curious to me when we [meaning black folk], the police, the government, the news, is so busy seeking out a conflicted black man [or black men in conflict], women, gays, or a combo of both, garners only a laugh.
I hate to stick a pin in the side about this, but denial is ugly.