here’s what happens when you call out white feminists
Hey, Snapchat. My eyebrows are on, but I’m about to go the fuck off—because I’m sick—fucking white feminists.
So long story short, I asked why a show that’s all about “championing feminism” ignores women of color and makes fun of Asian women? And then, while everyone was sitting there patting themselves on the back for how “progressive” this show is, like, the black dudes are the punchline, in it?
So afterwards, the moderator comes up to me, to white-splain to me what it “really” was about. And this woman—whew! “We’re not fetishizing black men because, you know, as a Jewish, plus-sized woman, black men really love me, and I’m just speaking my truth!” When the punchline is, “I’m too fat for cute white guys, but black dudes will fuck me because they’ll fuck anything,” you’re a fucking racist!
And what I’m not here for is so-called white feminists white-splaining to me how “I don’t understand” what they meant. No, I understand! And what really got me fucked up, is when this woman said, “Well you know, it’s true, black guys love me,” I was like, “I have to go.” She, like, wouldn’t let me leave!
The moderator, Jill Soloway, cornered me, and would not fucking let me leave, because they were so desperate to absolve their white guilt and make me understand that they weren’t racist.
Jill Soloway’s ass had the fucking nerve to say to me, “Yeah, we should be intersectional. I think women and people of color need to work together!” I’m like, “Bu—but—women of color?!” You clearly don’t understand what intersectional feminism is if when I ask you why isn’t your show intersectional, your response is to separate women and people of color.
Then—this is what killed me—then she had the nerve to be like, “You know, I’ve been looking for intersectional voices, but I can’t find them. Where are they? Just, where are they?” Hi, um, so yeah, I’m here with the Sundance Serial Content Lab, and I have a web series at MTV, and I just accepted my first TV writing job, so—here?
I am so fucking sick of these women patting themselves on the back for calling out the patriarchy while being fucking racist. And what pisses me off, is even when I don’t curse, and I’m so professional and complimentary of your work, you still gaslight the fuck out of me! And this is why respecability politics are not shit. Cause even when I don’t curse, and I play nice and compliment your work, y'all still treat me like the fucking angry black woman.
And, like, Emmy-winning Jill Soloway like, invited me to her house, to like, be her friend, like. I don’t wanna be your fucking friend. Like, fuck your white guilt.
It just sucks, cause it really takes a lot of—like I was really, really fucking upset that these women treated me like this. And I’m the one that has to be professional, because I wanna work in this business, but I don’t wanna compromise my morals, but that’s what you have to do to fucking get a check.
I’m, like—I wanna make a video about this, but, like, I just—I’m so tired of being the only person that, like, says anything, you know what I mean? It’s exhausting. And it’s alienating. And it’s lonely. And, like, I just wanna make, like, smart shit. I wanna be able to watch something and not be shit on.
It’s 2016. There is no excuse. If some racist shit—shitting on Asian women and black men slip through your show—that tells me there are no people of color on your staff. You can throw a stone in any direction and see a talented person of color out here. Like, come on.
You’re gonna look me in my face and tell me that “you can’t find any intersectional feminists anywhere”? You aren’t looking.
Cause we out here.