By @gypsysoul_sha “I need a law to be passed for the “others” to keep their smug ignorant, arrogant, entitled cognitive dissonance off of PROBLACK ig accounts! Like why tf are these people so obessed with what we got going on!? Do we randomly pop up at country music awards demanding them to take off their confederate flags and camo?! What about black people uniting for OUR race makes yall so cranky lol..let yall tell it there should be no reason whatsoever we’d be ready to revolt & shut babylon down for.. So why so paranoid lol?! Guilty conscious perhaps!?” via @PhotoRepost_app
Picked these up for the house ❤ #peaceofmind #positivevibesonly
African American flappers and Jazz Age women
HOLY SHIT I HAVE NEVER SEEN BLACK FLAPPERS BEFORE!
There were many fabulous African American flappers. No wonder - it was African American musicians who put the Jazz in “The Jazz Age”! The Charleston dance iteself, which so epitomizes the era, made its debut in the all-Black musical “Runnin’ Wild”, and no one danced that flapper number better than Josephine Baker…save possibly for fellow Black artist Florence Mills, who claimed credit for inventing it (she said she debuted it in her “Plantation Revue” in the early 20s, developing it from a dance popular among slaves). The Charleston song was written by Black composer James P Johnson. Without women and girls like those above, the 1920s would never have roared.
I love the Jazz Age. And so much fiction erases us, but we were there leading the way.
Men who can’t cook, clean, or even do their own laundry are not “cute” and “in need of a woman to care for them”. They are spoiled brats so dependent on gender roles that they never bothered to learn the minimal skills to take care of themselves.
Yes this is why we teach our Sun . We are his guides and we teach him that he must know how to provide and care for himself before he can take care of someone else.
mi seh war
Until the philosophy which hold one race
Superior and another inferior
Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned
Everywhere is war, me say war
That until there are no longer first class
And second class citizens of any nation
Until the color of a man’s skin
Is of no more significance than the color of his eyes
MI SEH WAR!!