I think I’ve hit my limit of being on this white womyn’s
land. This evening, I was invited for dinner by a couple who lives on the
land, along with another white womon who is visiting for the weekend.
We were sharing a meal when the conversation turned to the
murder of Sandra Bland. The new womon unbelievably didn’t know who she was or what happened.
I began to inform her and when I got to the part where the fuckin police pulled
her over and began harassing her, one of the womyn whose house we were at, told
me I wasn’t allowed to use that language in her house.
I was momentarily stunned, not just that she would interrupt
the telling but that she would do so over a single word – and not over the
egregious injustice that happened to Sandra at the hands of this fuckin policeman and the criminal
injustice system in this country.
She made things worse by saying my choice of words made her
sick – can you imagine? – and unable to continue eating. I told her to continue
the telling then and that I was leaving.
She said that she hoped I wasn’t leaving because of what she
said. Then she proceeded to tell me that her father told her people who curse
are not intelligent.
I eventually told her that I do not strive for that level of
intelligence in my life, and her father’s rules do not dictate my life or my
language.
Now her father must
have been born in the late 1800’s – I probably would have wondered what else
her father said about lesbians let alone people of color when she was growing
up: things that I’m sure she doesn’t hold so dear now.
So the white male violence perpetrated upon Sandra Bland is
not what made her sick and unable to eat: my calling the cops “fuckin” police
made her sick?
This is DEFINITELY NOT the place for me.
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