Description For Black Womxn
Some nerve they have. How the fuck they gon’ tell us not to be angry? Be angry, Black womxn, be fucking angry! They are perpetually working against our existence, yet they expect us to be happy we’re able to work for their oppressive institution. They make us the lead on their “diversity and inclusion” initiative, but don’t give us any power to enact real change. They love our hair but culturally appropriate our styles. Never laughing with us, but at us– never taking us seriously. They second guess our abilities and don’t trust our resiliency to make shit happen. They kill us in our own homes and tell us we’re not protesting correctly. Fuck their respectability! Shit… fuck them. No more working around them, let’s go right through their bullshit. Then find joy, Black womxn. Find joy wherever the fuck it may be.
Description For ‘Eerbody Else
I am so sick of this shit. I am exhausted with the hypocritical bullshit you lay out for us. Does it bring you joy to fuck with us? To provoke us to anger? To ask us for our voice to be at the table but forget our fucking chair? And because we’re fucking resilient and don’t need your dusty-ass chair, we stand and speak our truth with passion. I know you want us to calm down, but don’t expect that shit. You want us to speak in a tone soft enough to hear but not loud enough for you to listen. You want us to dress professionally without hiring us at a living wage at your institutions. You want us to respect authority as they continue to gun us down in our own homes. You don’t want to be challenged to change the racism, sexism, and classism you embody. Why the fuck would we not be angry?