I think this would be an opportune time to extend a wonderful thank you to all of my readers! I started this blog on a whim about a month ago mainly because I needed a way to express myself while keeping the writing skills sharp. Really just my selfish way of appeasing yours truly, so I didn’t care who read it or how many hits I got. You can only imagine how I stoked I was to see that my very own little corner of the world attracted what now sits at 350 (tee hee) or so friends per day while continuing to grow! I’m not sure how that translates in blog world or if that’s even significant, but for someone like me that writes for all the ‘write’ reasons, knowing that people dig my work and keep coming back to it is the hottest shyt ever! Special special kisses to Ave. Ray, Concrete Loop, High Snobiety, NICHE Magazine and everyone else that’s taken the time to link me up, write about me or reach out to let me know how much they love my sexy. 🙂 Check my links——>
Now on with business….
A few weeks back I wrote about black men on the down low in Atlanta and basically expressed the amount of anger and disappointment I felt about what has become a huge problem in the black community. One of my readers wrote the following in response:
First off, great post.
I will be short and say that – if the black community as a whole did not have such seething hatred, contempt, and loathing for those gay black men who did have the courage to come out and not live in “secrecy” then this problem would not be at the level that it is today. There are endless stories of black men disowned, ostracized, vilified, assaulted, shunned, and murdered for being honest about who they are.
The perils and challenges of the black man in this country are well-documented. Add to that the harsh stigma of being a GAY black man and unfortunately it is not that difficult to understand why so many gay black brothers choose to live in the shadows. This shaming and stifling way of life can only lead to dysfunction, self-loathing and destructiveness.
K’s response reminded me for the one millionth time today that if we want to change the state of our community, we need to change our attitudes towards and as black men. I hate to sit and spin on the black man black man thing but I really do feel like there’s an internal alarm screaming inside of me everyday as it relates to my people. I understand the importance and significance of the black man because everything in my life is impacted by them in one way or another. Any woman that says she doesn’t need a (black) man in her life is a liar. Any black man that says or feels like what he does on the daily does not impact us by the millions is misguided.
If we want to get it right we have to start with the source and accept responsibility. Yes, there are some out there doing their part and doing a heck of a good job picking up the slack, but that’s truly not enuf to address the crisis we face. To get an entire nation of people to move in one direction (especially black folk) is virtually impossible unless there’s money or something of monetary value involved. But, at least I can use my little sound box to say what I have to say and keep it moving. Thanks to the rest of you that say what you have to say and please keep your thoughts coming. They say change begins with a spark so stop playin’ and light that shyt up!
Now back to our regularly scheduled programming.
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