I have met white women who pretend sincerity like her. Like her they work in race theory or the equity industrial complex, love animals, show up on paper and sometimes on foot for every liberal cause under the sun. But their interpersonal integrity often reflects their code. They make props of the people and causes on which their identities and livelihoods are formed.
This tale of two schools is not a metaphor; not symbol or parable. It is an example of how history is systemically erased in this country. While many complain that this is a new practice of the current administration, it's not. It's a tale as old as the history of the American project. Take only part of the story and you have rewritten it. It is no longer the same story.
The weight of our impact and the pressures it brings are familiar to me. So I hold Professor Davis in so much love and light. I hope she is being well supported. I hope we all are, in the quiet work that happens outside performance reviews and tenure packets; as we hope it will not be us but quietly accept the possibility and responsibility.
Stop pissing on our heads and calling it rain.
Their fairytale fits an acceptable narrative we are inclined to admire. I cannot imagine the biracial Obama married to a white woman or highlighting--in any definitive way--his primary raising by his white grandparents and his very privileged raising from private schools on through his Harvard days.
These choices, too, are parts of the narrative we are fed and need to nourish us, I suppose, considering the moment at which he and his family emerged on the scene.
But then there are moments in which I have to wipe clear the glass in this boxed story.
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