I wonder when the exhaustion started to settle into my molecules, but there’s something uniquely exhausting when dealing with the same cycle of questions people tend to ask people of color, usually several times per day.
The last time I was out and about on the twitters I read something ableist, something sexist, and something racist. It’s an unfortunate par for the course, but here it was on my timeline, so of course I go to comment on it. In a couple of cases, I started thinking through what to say only to have this blog flash through my mind.
How many times will the wheel have to be reinvented before people just google or listen to the experiences of the marginalized that suffer the varying things they do every day at all times?
I sent a link to this entry and said, “We see you. We have seen you. None of this is new. Stop wasting our time.”
A few moments later, I looked up the date of the entry felt more weary of body and mind than I have in a while. It’s the same thing with talking about using racism as a plot device for having evil characters.
I’ve considered the thoughts here often. How many times will the wheel have to be reinvented before people just google or listen to the experiences of the marginalized that suffer the varying things they do every day at all times?
Why is it so easy for me to look back a year, two years, ten years, and find an article that express not even just kind of but exactly the thought I wish to express? Sometimes my own thoughts from a year or two back. Some from James Baldwin and Maya Angelou years before my time. If I can find it, why can’t everyone else?
That includes this writing which I am sure I will need to reference in no more than two weeks time I’m sure.