KEEPING A“BREAST” OF A LYNCHING...
“In the face of a dominant culture that characterized Black women
as sexually promiscuous beings, public recognition of the self as a sexual
being was seen as compromising the reputation of all Black
women and of the race in general.”
-Professor Hazel Carby, reclamation
historian
I am a Leo. Like any true lioness, I live by my keen instincts. I have
instinctively
loved and worshipped Janet Jackson since first sight....I adore everything
about
Janet. I love her African beauty, her sensual movement, her sexy coolness,
her regal
and musically gifted blood, her intense yet feminine strength, and
her sultry voice. I
love that she is eternally fabulous and unapologetically fierce. Janet
is one of my
deepest religions...
To the contrary, I have always loathed Justin Timberlake. I have always
keenly
viewed him as fake, insincere, and undeserving of soulful trusts. Justin
is the Elvis
of Hip-Hop. He is Eminem on Prozac. He is Vanilla Ice with a chocolatized
veneer.
He is Donny Osmond with a beat box. Everything about Justin has always
seemed
phony and weak, including his unoriginal and nominal talent. Justin
and Janet’s
latest media stunt gone awry has proven that my disdain for Justin
was instinctively
correct.
Black women have been sexually exploited and abused by white men since
the first
female African slave was raped in the belly of the first European slave
ship. Zora
Neale Hurston said it best:“Black women are
the mules of the world”. Sexism and
racism are deeply intertwined to fashion thick ropes that still lynch
Black women
globally. Justin lynched Janet on Superbowl Sunday!!!
Both Justin and Janet are maturing superstars in an industry that exclusively
worships increasingly lewd youth. I do not defend their unwise and
unfortunate
mutual act of mutual desperation. I do defy the racist and selective
consequences of
that action!!!
In the aftermath of a mutually bad decision, Janet has been singularly
punished.
Janet quickly admitted that the baring of her breast was planned and
intentional.
Anyone who really watched their careful choreography and deliberate
body
language can attest to that fact. Yet, Justin is still repulsively
lying about this entire
affair and still feigning his innocence. Shame!
I respect Janet for her courage and honesty. I respect her for refusing
to grovel to
the legendarily racist Grammy Award CEO’s who dared to solely punish
and
humiliate Janet as they simultaneously coddled and awarded Justin.
Brazenly, one
of the songs that snagged Justin his Grammy award is the very same
song that he
used as mood music while he lynched Janet.
Justin’s pasty, bony, little white hand tore away Janet’s bra cup to
expose her
chocolate breast as expertly and profoundly as any rapist slave master.
He
strategically timed Janet’s nakedness to occur just as he sang these
lyrics: “I’ll have
you naked by the end of this song”.
And, then Janet was indeed made bare. She
remains alone in her nudity upon the auction block of a media frenzy
that continues
to win a higher bid price daily.
Most recently, Lena Horne has joined in the fray. Lena has decided to
punish Janet
further by banning her from a biopic film project about Lena. Unlike
Janet, Lena
built her entire career exclusively upon her yellow skin tone and her
eurocentric
beauty. Very few persons would argue that Lena is truly talented. I
must wonder, if
Janet’s breast was closer in color to Justin’s hand, would Lena be
more lenient and
forgiving? Perhaps...
Janet was exposed on Superbowl Sunday. However, Justin is figuratively
naked on
this day and for all the days to come. Just as racism and sexism rule
all, sex sells all.
Superbowl TV ads prove this annually. Typically, many critics are motivated
more
by hypocrisy and envy of all things “Jackson” than anything else.
It will never cease to amaze me that parents who never protest the droves
of bloody
murders, or the flaunting of gruesome corpses as spoils of war, or
countless hours
of gun play and other stark violence on TV, dare to go quickly and
completely
berserk when a beautiful chocolate breast flashes for 30 seconds, or
homosexuals
kiss or embrace for 5 seconds. Undeniably, “decency” is grossly
selective
and relative.
Nothing is as indecent to me as a liar or a coward. Justin is fully
nude now as he
has proven that he is both. The truest measure of a human’s character
comes in their
darkest moments. This incident has shone a bright light upon Justin’s
complete lack
of character. Yet again, Janet has proven that she is a strong Queen.
While Justin
has proven that he is a pathetic court jester.
To err is human. Clearly Janet’s most grave error was not exposing her
breast. It
was trusting a fake boob like Justin. Now, Justin has exposed his true
colors.
With friends like Justin, Janet needs no enemies. And, the saga of
this royal media
mess rages on...
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