10 Habits of Someone Who Doesn’t Know They’re Anti-Black
CW: anti-Black violence, death, police, transphobia
You’re probably anti-Black.
Take a moment to breathe through that. To let it sink in. To let the fear and defensiveness subside. Now, read on.
We live in a world (yes, all of us, everywhere) designed to continuously harm Black folks; to perpetuate and ensure violence against Black bodies; to systematically and consistently keep Black people down. As Audre Lorde says, we were never meant to survive.
If you’ve seen the news lately, or ever, you’ll know that this often manifests in forms of extreme violence like police brutality. You’ll get the impression that this only happens to Black, American cisgender men. You’ll feel a little sad, hit retweet and go about your day. You may be appalled or ashamed or even furious, but you probably won’t think it’s anything to do with you.
Here’s the thing. When a white police officer stands in front of a Black man, in those few precious seconds before the trigger is pulled, 101 tiny things happen. Everything he has been taught about Black men comes rushing up to greet him. Forty-five years of breathing in anti-Blackness becomes 45 seconds before deciding if this person should live or die.
I am not absolving police officers of their actions by saying it is a result of unconscious bias - in fact, I am doing quite the opposite. I am saying everyone who is not Black, has been taught to be anti-Black. (Black folks have also been taught to internalize anti-Blackness, but that’s a whole other article).
When we people say not all cops are bad, my response is, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if they are nice people, good parents, kind neighbours. As humans raised in this society they are by default anti-Black and have been trained (read: indoctrinated) by a violent institution that has been anti-Black since its inception (who do you think went to catch fleeing slaves?) and been given the authority to act on instinct (read: bias) and carry deadly weapons.
Could you say, with certainty, that you would not shoot a Black person, if, say, your job involved carrying a gun? Could you guarantee that your finger would not move to the trigger the minute you felt threatened by someone you have been taught, your entire life, is dangerous? Could you promise you would not exploit the power and authority given to you by a white supremacist state? Could you be certain you would believe the words of a Black man over a white woman? Could you state with surety that you would not mistake buying skittles, playing in a park, going for a jog, selling CDs for activities worthy of death? Could you?
White supremacy, and therefore anti-Blackness, are the waters we swim in. Anti-Blackness is our lexicon and only extensive, intentional, deep, deliberate, transformative, life-long work can make that change, even a little bit.
So, while you may perceive yourself as distanced from the violent murders of Black folks, the complicity of every non-Black person in anti-Blackness amounts to the sum total of an anti-Black world.
Here are ten habits of someone who doesn’t know they’re anti-Black:
1. Your first question to a Black person is about Beyonce
I can smell someone who hasn’t had a real conversation with a Black person before from miles away. These people have absolutely no idea how to interact with a Black person (pro tip: it’s just like any other person) aside from the caricatures of Blackness they have seen in the media. I’ve been asked Can you twerk? Have you heard Beyonce’s new album? Nicki or Cardi? more times than I care to remember. The portrayal of Black people, especially Black women and femmes as sexualized gangsters, hungrily lapped up by white folks who think it’s cool, suddenly becomes really awkward when I say I like Nickelback.
We are diverse, complex humans, not music video characters.
2. You adopt a Blaccent out of nowhere
Black culture is cool. Everyone wants - and willfully takes - a piece of it. A hairstyle, an outfit, even the whole damn dictionary. R’n’B music is the soundtrack to every hipster restaurant and hip hop is at your Sunday morning yoga (yes, that’s a thing now apparently - like a cultural appropriation crossover?) - Black music is essentially inhaled every waking second. This over-consumption of Black culture blurs the lines between Black slang and mainstream slang. Words like hella, lit, woke, bae have become staples in Millennial and Gen Z vernacular - although I heard the kids are done with it and have discarded some of these terms like Miley Cyrus tried on and discarded Blackness for a hot minute.
Why is it that white women comment you look so pretty on their white friends pictures, and yaaaasss sis, queen, fire, you look fiiiine on their Black friends’? That’s the blaccent-outta-nowhere complex.
3. You've texted your Black friends that you’re ‘shocked’
I am not shocked. Black folks are not shocked. There is nothing surprising or new about racism; there is nothing we haven’t seen before. We are tired, traumatized, emotional, numb, desperate, hurt and so much more, but rarely are we shocked.
If you are shocked, where have you been? Where do you get your news? The year I was born, the murder of a young Black man shook my family and I’ve thought about him ever since. After twenty-six years, I am not shocked. Why are you?
4. You expect labour from Black folks
After texting about how shocked you are, you then expect your Black friends and other Black folks in the community to continue to educate you - to provide links, reading lists, to do a quick lunch and learn (it’s over Zoom, so it will be super chill! We have 35 minutes and no budget, we just want you to share your story! Sound good?).
5. You re-share videos of Black death
The videos are essential, I will not dismiss that. We need evidence, we need memory, we need fire for the revolution. However, Black folks do not need to see them; do not need to be scrolling through pictures of new shoes and make-up routines to come face to face with the last breath of someone who looks like them, someone who could be them in another life, or in this one.
Send them directly to your non-Black friends, with consent - these videos can be triggering to anyone. Send them your MP or Becky from marketing who doesn’t believe racism is real. Just don’t share them carelessly.
6. Your first instinct is to call the cops