What the fuck is wrong with twerkin? I’m not here for your cracka ass gifset of dances those honkies are doin. Most of that shit is 1. Bland as fuck 2. Stolen from black and brown folks and watered down so they stupid asses can do it.
You mad cuz y’all no ass having muthafuckas know no matter how hard you try, twerkin is something you will never fully master.
Sit the fuck down with this antiblack bullshit.
I swear to GOD white people gonna make me lose my mind!!!!!!!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHH they tried to shit on twerking but look at those boring-ass-fuck dance moves in the gifset. I’d rather twerking to that watered down boring bullshit any day.
I can tell you from the top of my head that the 1921-28 GIF are dances stolen from the Senegalese slaves brought to Charleston, SC, who did a dance called “Sunu” with the exact same moves.
White people then took it, watered it down to something they can do (the actual dance moves are way more animated and energetic), and decided to popularize it.
1930-47 are dances stolen from West Africa once again.
1957-67 stolen from Black dance clubs of that era.
1992-98 at this point white people were just stealing from Black folks openly.
2006-2012 white people have completely appropriated Black culture in order to keep themselves entertained…and still look silly doing it.
…which is why when white people come to my mother’s dance workshops they can never keep up.
That’s fine. I don’t like y’all getting in my way anyway.
And 20 years from now there will be a gifset of some assless white girls “twerking”.
everything but the first one is stolen black dance…thanks for chronicling your theft
Everything I wanted to say but couldn’t find the words for.
Alright, I’m going to start by saying that I find some of the comments above highly disturbing. It’s unsettling to me that people are making a big deal about the dancers being white. Unsettling enough that I have to get on my soapbox.
Just because something is derived from a certain culture, does not mean that people not from said culture are not allowed to take part in it. I’m a young, Caucasian female, and I’ve been a swing dancer and a Lindy Hopper for going on three years. Am I not allowed to dance Lindy Hop because it’s a dance that was created by African Americans in Harlem, or am I just not allowed to post a gifset of my white partner and I?
What I find upsetting is the double standard on issues like this. I’ve heard quite a few racist comments throughout my life, and they all sicken me, no matter which race is being targeted. If these dancers or the creator of this gifset are being verbally attacked for white people doing moves that black people created where does it stop? If that’s the rule then I’m not allowed to post a video of me doing the Shim Sham, because Frankie Manning, the creator, was African American, no one but white people can post pictures taken of them reading Harry Potter because it was written by a Caucasian (by this rule, that goes for Asians and people from the Middle East too). If an African American is singing a Beatles song, are they stealing the Caucasian culture? No, they’re taking part in something they enjoy. Race has nothing to do with entertainment.
I know that some people are going to say “Oh, you’re just a whiny white girl, you don’t know shit.” And that’s precisely my point. I have no tolerance for any sort of racist comments, and that’s what I see these comments complaining that the dancers are white as. The term that is used for this sort of racism is called “Reverse Racism” but I’ve always hated that term. There’s no such thing as “reverse racism” Racism is racism.
If anyone needs evidence that the colonialism still permeates that US in a significant era, just look at how black people are never good enough to speak for themselves. Recently Ann Coulter stepped forward with statements regarding civil rights and that those rights are only for “The blacks” and other marginalized groups shouldn’t affiliate themselves with it. Voter ID fraud measures that have targeted low income areas with a focus on black people. Because rather than to try and engage with us “savages” it just be better to reinstate the poll tax to vote.
I dare you to ask anyone to ask why African American’s primary vote Democratically and you’ll get answers literally saying black people don’t know any better like we’re some dog or animal.
Black people are never asked for our opinion. How we’d like to be treated. How we can fix problems with this attitude thinking that we are “escaped slaves” and are just running wild.
Hey guess what I like playing pokemon. Can you actually believe it? A black person playing a video game. :/
Overall and ending this. Some people really need to pick up the phone because we blacks have been tried to get an answer to some serious questions for a long time.
“Kwame Toure (Stokely Carmichael)” by Muhammad Yugai
I’m not racist but I need to say this…
African Americans need to fucking STOP pulling the slavery heritage card!
I’m Native American.
You know what that means? My people were mass murdered, raped, kicked off our own land, converted and guess what?
WERE THE VERY FIRST FUCKING SLAVES IN THIS COUNTRY BECAUSE IT WAS OUR LAND FIRST!
You learn about The Trail of Tears in history class for about a week. WE GET ONE SMALL WEEK IN ONE CLASS. WE DON’T GET A FUCKING MONTH! You don’t hear me going around saying “Is it because I’m indian?” “You don’t get to speak to me like that, youuuuu don’t know what my ancestors went through”
First off, neither do you because you live in the 21st century.
Second off, your own people sold one another to the white men so look in the mirror and be pissed.
Third off, get the fuck overt it. You get free fucking college and benefits because of what your ancestors went through even if you’re like 1/16. I’m fucking 25% Indian but i don’t get benefits so shut the fuck up because my race got fucked harder! There is no excuse to be racist towards all white people now because all white people were once racist towards your ancestors. Past is the past, especially when it isn’t your very own past.
Slavery was fucked up.
Racism is fucked up but people need to stop pulling the race card in order to get rid of racism.
Best way to do that is picture everyone as your favourite color, that way they are all lovely and equal to you. It isn’t until you get to know them on the inside that you get to turn them to your least favourite color. I see everyone as lime green until you piss me off, then you become an ugly ass yellowish/orange color!
Dear White Folk,
Saying the phrase “I’m not racist, but” is a clear indicator that you actually are a racist.
Dear White Folk,
There is no such thing as a Race Card which gets us out of any situation.
Dear White Folk,
Colorblindness is a facet of racism.
Dear White Folk,
Good for you if you have Native American heritage, but you’re still white. Being 1/8th Cherokee or whatever or less doesn’t count. You don’t get to play the “Native American Race Card”.
Sam Greenlee on modern black filmmaking. Listen to these words! Digest them and take them as nutritional supplement to that chaos that is called modern day media.
If you want to be a rich ho, go to Hollywood. The Bling Blings are looking for a white audience.
I don’t write for black bougious intellectuals. I write for the people where I live.
There is no excuse now for black people not to be making their own films.
If you want to work for white folks, take what they got to give you, put the money in your back pocket and stop whining. And if its painful get out. You can’t have it both ways.
Once upon a time they used to own slaves. Now they just rent them.
Ossie Davis - Eulogy for Malcolm X, February 27, 1965
Here, at this final hour, in this quiet place, Harlem has come to bid farewell to one of its brightest hopes, extinguished now and gone from us forever. For Harlem is where he worked and where he struggled and fought. His home of homes where his heart was and where his people are. And it is, therefore, most fitting that we meet once again in Harlem to share these last moments with him. For Harlem has ever been gracious to those who loved her, have fought for her and have defended her honor even to the dea th.
It is not in the memory of man that this beleaguered, unfortunate but nonetheless proud community has found a braver, more gallant young champion than this Afro-American who lies before us, unconquered still. I say the word again, as he would want me to: Afro-American. Afro-American Malcolm, who was a master, was most meticulous in his use of words. Nobody knew better than he the power words have over the minds of men. Malcolm had stopped being a ‘Negro’ years ago. It had become too small, too puny, too weak a word for him. Malcolm was bigger than that. Malcolm had become an Afro-American and he wanted so desperately that we, that all his people, would become Afro-Americans, too.
There are those who will consider it their duty, as friends of the Negro people, to tell us to revile him, to flee even, from the presence of his memory, to save ourselves by writing him out of the history of our turbulent times. Many will ask what Harlem finds to honor in this stormy, controversial and bold young captain. And we will smile. Many will say turn away, away from this man, for he is not a man but a demon, a monster, a subverter and an enemy of the black man. And we will smile. They will say that he is of hate, a fanatic, a racist who can only bring evil to the cause for which you struggle! And we will answer and say to them: Did you ever talk to Brother Malcolm? Did you ever touch him, or have him smile at you? Did you ever really listen to him? Did he ever do a mean thing? Was he ever himself associated with violence or any public disturbance? For if you did you would know him. And if you knew him you would know why we must honor him:
Malcolm was our manhood, our living, black manhood! This was his meaning to his people. Consigning these mortal remains to earth, the common mother of all, secure in the knowledge that what we place in the ground is no more now a man but a seed which, after the winter of our discontent, will come forth again to meet us. And we will know him then for what he was and is. A prince. Our own black shining prince who didn’t hesitate to die because he loved us so.
POT OF GOLD: 95 free Black History e-book package downloads
The second set of links for each package work better- you can download as many as you want at once and there’s no waiting in-between like with the first set of file-host links.
i just wish the selection was more woman-heavy :/
From Volume 2, #23, February 17, 1969 of the Black Panther Intercommunal News Service.
Many more to come from myself and http://nolan-kane.tumblr.com/
Malcolm X (May 19, 1925 – February 21, 1965), born Malcolm Little and also known as El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz الحاجّ مالك الشباز
I believe this picture is from his trip to the Middle East and West Africa, which eventually included a pilgrimage to Mecca.
Thanks to Karen for recommending her great post!
W.E.B. Du Bois meeting Mao Zedong
This is such an amazing picture
Jackson State Killings, May 14-15, 1970.
JACKSON, Miss. (LNS) — Jackson police chief Pierce addressed the students. “Ladies and gentlemen, we have something to tell you.” He went no further. The police turned and began firing into the crowd of 200 students who had gathered on the campus of Jackson State College, Mississippi’s largest black university. A tape made by local TV recorded more than 30 seconds of uninterrupted gunfire as hundreds of rounds of ammunition were fired through the crowd into an adjacent women’s dormitory, suddenly spotlighted by huge police searchlights.
When the cease-fire order was given, two lay dead and dozens of wounded people lay scattered in front of the dorm and in the lounge inside.
Two dead. Phillip Gibbs, a Jackson State student who was walking with his sister to the dorm, was shot as he was leaving the building with his hands over his head. He died on the way to the hospital. James Green, a senior at nearby Hills High School, returning home from his nighttime job, was killed instantly as he stood across the streets from the dorm.