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Aaah, the black card.

I don’t like hot sauce. Like… really hate it. I can only stomach the taste of Taco Bell mild sauce and actual salsa. Also, I hate watermelon. It’s taste and texture reminds of watery sugar crystals and it’s gross to me.

Not too fond of fried foods either, chicken or otherwise, or grits. And don’t get me started on jazz. And I couldn’t do the electric slide if you put a gun to my head. But when I say these things to another black person, I’m met with looks of disgust, disbelief, and usually asked, “Are you even black?”

And this isn’t a new phenomenon. The magazine Vibe even has a list of things that can get your black card revoked.

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Getting my black card pulled

That’s always fascinated me because I was under the impression that my blackness came from my melanin, and not from my food taste, preference in music, or the cadence of my speech. But when in Rome… So, I spent my teenage years, as one of a handful of black people in an all white school, proving my blackness.

Basically, I turned myself into a stereotypical caricature of a black person. In order to meet with the approval and standards of other black people, I had to “act black”. And when I graduated, I thought I could stop acting, and just be my true authentic self.

Boy, was wrong.

“You talk like a white girl”

And then, I became the “whitewashed one”. Not because of my beliefs. I have always been pro-black, even as a child. But because curse words sounded like encyclopedia terms when I used them. Because I pronounced every syllable of every word. People often asked if I was raised by white people, and if I dated white men, neither of which is true.

The truth was, I loved reading. Growing up, I spent more time reading than I did hearing other people speak. And the characters in the books I read didn’t drop the “g” when using words that ended in “ing”. They didn’t have accents or slang either. By the time I was in 2nd grade, I’d read dozens of crime and romance novels.

Who didn’t allow me to speak improper English growing up? My mother! She wasn’t having any of it. I had been reading the newspaper to my parents and their friends since I was 4. I never considered that I was speaking a “certain way”.

It’s frustrating and infuriating to find that people think you sound like a race simply because you speak a language properly. You know, the only language you were born into. The language you spent years perfecting at home and in school.

So then, I had to practice mispronouncing words. And this was all on top of being pulled over while walking to the donut shop. And having a gun drawn on my dog when I reported that my house had been broken into. Or having 4 police cars called as backup when I was pulled over because my turning signal was broken. Or pulled over at 7 am for not having my headlights on.

How dare you think that!

Those same people, who forced me to prove my blackness, seemed frustrated and enraged by the idea that white society considered all of us to be criminals, thugs, welfare recipients, poor and the like.

All of this got me to thinking, why would white society see us as a diverse and varied group when we don’t allow for variety among ourselves. And are we suffering from cognitive dissonance?

I see it everywhere. Even at 38 years old, it hasn’t gotten any better.

Remember, it’s not simply asking a person if they are black because they happen to like heavy metal bands. It’s also the shaming of other black people for being Republicans or homosexuals, or feminists.

Almost as if we aren’t allowed to differ from each other. Saying things like, “black people don’t do that”, or “that’s some white people stuff”, only serves to perpetuate this idea that being black is monolithic. That we are carbon copies of each other.

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If that were the case, we would have no room to protest when society lumps us all together. Because if we all like hot sauce and jazz, then why wouldn’t we all be the same in other respects? Like sexual promiscuity and criminal behavior?

And no, I’m not saying that we are causing the events that have surrounded our history in America. What I’m saying is this. We could fight our issues better if we realized that being black isn’t about food, crime, income, or education. There will always be certain things and shared experiences that link us, but let those experiences be meaningful.

And I’m no better. I have to change to. There is a common phrase I would use when I saw a white person doing something I considered strange. Like skydiving or playing with dangerous animals or letting their dog lick them in the mouth.

“That’s just white people, white people-ing”.

By saying that, I was immediately dismissing the behaviors of black people who engage in those behaviors.

That’s what white folks do

We could forever take pride in being the group of people who beat their kids. Those same children, who don’t act out in the grocery store, are still more likely to be murdered by police.

We can joke about the race of the woman was who tried to bring a peacock on a plane. She claimed she needed it as a therapy animal. But it doesn’t stop the fact that therapy is sorely needed in the black community. And a majority of us don’t even consider it an option because it’s “white people shit”.

We pride ourselves on being fighters. Being the group of people who “don’t take no shit” and “throw hands” and “beat ass”. But how does that help us when Karen calls the police because she saw a black man. Why is she scared and uncomfortable? Or how police perceive us to be a threat even when we aren’t armed? Or even when we are sleeping or sitting, or playing?

Restoring the Black Card

We may never be able to change how the world views us. To them, we may always remain criminals and thugs, or welfare queens. But that doesn’t mean that we can’t change how we perceive ourselves. It may just start with you.

So the next time someone says they like heavy metal don’t scoff. Just say, “that’s interesting”, or “I’ve never been able to get into it”. But don’t, please, don’t go revoking black cards for it. The variety in our blackness is part of it’s beauty.

So, even though I’ve never seen Roots, or Power, I don’t see myself any less black. Because I have more value than my entertainment preferences. I don’t know any hymns. And you can’t get me to eat pig’s feet.

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But I do concern myself and dedicate myself fully to helping other black people create black generational wealth. And to me, that’s more important. My sole purpose is to show other black people how to build black wealth and create passive incomes. How to create legacy wealth management strategies.

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Whether light or dark, nappy or straight, democrat or republican, Lawrey’s or Ole Bay, being black ain’t easy. And the sooner we are more accepting of each other’s differences, the better. And the quicker we can get working on repairing our race.