There is a Difference Between Allowing a Black Woman to Entertain You, and Listening to Her Story.
There is a difference between allowing a Black woman to entertain you, and listening to her story.
Have you noticed that five Black women played the most highly rated Super Bowl (three of which are household names), but Black women filmmakers have a terrible time getting their stories out into the mainstream with mainstream backing?
This is the idea that came to mind when I watched the Super Bowl last weekend. While there where three Black women in the Super Bowl who are house hold names, and by house hold names I mean that the person’s profile is high enough that they are known in houses outside of Black homes, across social class. Of course I am referring to Jennifer Hudson, Alicia Keys, Beyoncé Knowles Carter, and Destiny’s Child (which is a single entity in and of it self in some ways).
Of course Bibi McGill’s spotlight was fresh, in all the Quirky Black Girl ways possible (Peace to Lex y Moya), but I think that we need to be careful about over determining the symbolic importance of having our faces represented in mainstream media.
