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I Don’t Care What Ellen DeGeneres Has to Say About Kim Burrell

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In case you’re unaware, there’s been a lot of talk around the human compost heap that we call Kim Burrell, thanks to a recent “sermon” she gave, laced with homophobia.

And her timing was fascinating, considering she’s apparently supposed to be appearing on Ellen DeGeneres’s show in a few days. So because of that, many people have been expressing their anticipation of what Ellen will have to say in addressing Kim’s homophobic comments. Many essentially want Ellen to drag Kim to hell and back. And, well…first, just so we’re perfectly clear: Kim Burrell is trash…fuck her, fuck her life and fuck this warped version of a “god” that she claims to speak for. In fact I’d love to start out this new year with Kim, and all other homophobes like her, finally downing that pint of Clorox. But here’s the deal… [Read more…]

Being LGBTQ Does Not Cure white People of Their Bullshit

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WhiteGayze™ continuously prove that being LGBTQ, in and of itself, isn’t some shortcut to social awareness.

If you’ve followed my work for any length of time (particularly, my activity on Twitter), you’ll know my issues with the WhiteGayze™ have been fairly well-documented. But for the benefit of anyone who might be new to Angry Black HoeMo, I’ll give the term WhiteGayze™ a proper definition (subject to change whenever the hell I feel like doing so):

WhiteGayze™ (noun): A catch-all term that is used to highlight people who are white and LGBTQ-identified (most often gay, cisgender men, but not always), who embody and/or exhibit the many, many negative and harmful characteristics that are informed by white supremacy (in many cases, whiteness and maleness), in ways that intersect with the LGBTQ community…and are particularly harmful to LGBTQ People of Color (POC).

This includes, but is not limited to: general discriminatory attitudes towards POC (i.e. “No Blacks, No Asians”), rationalizing—and/or perpetuating—racially-insensitive behavior, appropriating slang, mannerisms and trends created by POC (and not understanding why that’s a problem), speaking for the entire LGBTQ community in ways that erase POC, fetishizing and objectifying POC in ways that give no consideration to this country’s racial history (or even present), earnestly uttering the phrase “Inner Black Woman,” etc. [Read more…]

2016 Olympic Games: An Illustration of white, Male Privilege

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I’ll keep this one (relatively) short and simple.

We have 2 Olympic athletes: Gabby Douglas and Ryan Lochte. Both made headlines for reasons that had nothing to do with their respective sports.

Gabby Douglas forgot to put her hand on her heart during the national anthem and didn’t look enthusiastic enough in cheering one of her teammates.

Ryan Lochte drunkenly trashed a gas station restroom and then lied about it, seeking to frame innocent people for threatening his life.

Gabby Douglas, a 20 year-old, has had her character stomped all over, been relentlessly harassed, and just generally been completely torn down.

Ryan Lochte, a 32 year-old, has been protected, had his actions rationalized and will probably have all of this forgotten about well before the 2020 olympic games (…hell…probably before these 2016 games are over). [Read more…]

Why I Can’t Easily Trust White People

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This is originally from an entry on my Medium blog

A personal rant. Hear me out…I promise it’s not petty

Now, purely on a systemic level, there are many reasons to inherently be less than trusting of white people (and anyone who’s familiar with my writings so far is probably well-aware of that already). But that’s not what this piece is about. This is more on an individual, interpersonal level…and perhaps how that level relates to the systemic level.

So, I once had this friend who I felt very close with — we chartered and helped build a leather club together, traveled together, regularly had intimate conversations…he was even the first person I reached out to and confided in when I was diagnosed with HIV. Frankly, he could be a bit of an ass and would spread drama and bullshit wherever he went, but I always stuck up for him because I knew him through the bullshit, and felt like he would do the same for me. By just about any measure that matters, I considered him family, and I honestly thought the world of him.

…but that all changed as my social views continued to evolve. [Read more…]