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January 19, 2015
Jay Smooth: Why Kendrick Lamar is Right...Even Though He’s Kind of Wrong

Published on January 19, 2015 18:58
Phillip Agnew & Real Talk: Hip Hop Ed for Social Justice

The Students of Real Talk: Hip Hop Ed for Social Justice—facilitated by University of Georgia Professor Bettina Love —recreate Phillip Agnew’s powerful and moving speech, “Two Minutes.” #HipHopEd #BlackLivesMatter
Published on January 19, 2015 18:30
Oscar, the Grouch; or, Why #IAmAva

However, I believe Todd McGowan, in his book Enjoying What We Don’t Have: The Political Project of Psychoanalysis, takes this notion a step further when he proposes, “The missing signifier does not reside elsewhere, on a separate plane, but rather operates within the signifying structure. Even the most banal moments of everyday life center around the missing signifier, which animates them with whatever vitality they possess. Every aspect of the signifying structure takes the missing signifier as its point of departure because this gap marks the point at which the structure opens itself to the new and different. . . . Because the missing signifier is present as an absence, it exerts a constant pressure. . . . By doing so, we would see that the missing signifier, despite appearances, does not concern those who are properly represented. It concerns the system of signification itself, the law itself” (276-7). Hopefully, this quote charts what I think Duvernay means to Hollywood and the ‘hood, and for that matter, confirms the meaning of the magic Negro who is MLK.
Duvernay, as a creative object, is not palatable for Hollywood precisely because she, both as the feminine and the raced, has always been the present absence. And so even though the law called Oscar interpellated on Lupita, Octavia, Mo’Nique, Jennifer, Halle, Whoopi and Hattie—and their stepping onstage could be read as their acknowledgment of guilt. i.e., that Hollywood has never included them and somehow made it their fault, hence why when they won and accepted the award, the law, in masquerade as AMPAS members, often gave them a standing O—these women maintained the category that the law insists upon from the absent: continual modes of historicized performance that take on a double consciousness, running the gamut of such buzzwords as “sassy” and “deep” to “reductive” and “stereotypical”, because such acting instantiates the law itself, and why it relegates certain bodies to the proverbial balcony. (Note: even among that extremely short black-list, only one of those women was not awarded in the space of supporting!)
That is what the law has always thought of “them”, and “us”. Therefore, when the historically liminal figure, or better still the balcony dweller, dares to stake a space among the filmmasters, excuse me filmmakers, in the front row, center, who have always been “properly represented”—the same masters, excuse me makers, who have often, especially this year, been the signposts of misrepresentation of the protagonists in their very own biopics—we realize how Duvernay exerts pressure on the (law)Man that is Hollywood to put its money where its mouth is in the dream sequence (someone once said something about the American Negro receiving a bad check marked “insufficient funds”!), or, in the nightmare, to stick its award where the sun don’t shine (that may be Spike’s dream?!).
Furthermore, when the person aiming to get better vision lines near the stage tells the whole world that she is not invested in whiteness (read: maleness and whiteness), then not only do we comprehend why the properly represented can the film and its performances, surmising that the Black Woman Behind the Camera may be coming for one of the seats embossed with their last names, but we also implicitly, or explicitly, discern that she is playing the dozens, conjuring, that Selma is her filmic rendering, quite literally, of black messiah: directing an unapologetically black film, she becomes like Nina Simone during the live recording of “To Be Young, Gifted and Black”—the film is not addressed primarily to “white” people; though it does not put them down in any way, it simply ignores them! (The scare quotes are mine!) The unprecedented gall of a film to permit (pre)pubescent thinkers, who may not get nuanced history lessons in public and private education, to see it for free illumines where investments lie on either side of the film reel. #IAmAva because telling the truth is revolutionary, regardless of whether I win a prize.
#IAmAva because not all speech is created equal or free, even when a founding document says so of men (operative word!) and/or their utterances.
#IAmAva because sometimes the most beautiful creation is pieced together in the wake of experiencing, or being treated as, rubbish. And speaking of “rubbish”, perhaps it is more than comical, albeit tragicomedic, that the reality of Oscar the Grouch, and Oscar the Trophy last week, is that his vantage point for those he interacts with is always and ever from the trash: he is probably so grouchy because when people attempt to get near him, especially those he ain’t ever loved, an overwhelming sense, both awkward and bodily, emerges that he is probably stinking up the place.
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I. Augustus Durham is a third-year doctoral candidate in English at Duke University. His work focuses on blackness, melancholy and genius.
Published on January 19, 2015 15:25
An Open Message to Duke University President Brodhead...

We are saddened and angered at the calculus used to determine what Duke can “afford.” To choose, on this, of all weekends, to exclude and insult members of our community by downsizing support for the public adhan, the Muslim call to prayer, tarnishes Duke in ways that may not be easily monetized but that nonetheless entail enormous costs. We stand with our students and other members of our community to respectfully suggest that the best way to protect them is to unequivocally support them.
Published on January 19, 2015 14:47
The King Dream Chorus & the Holiday Crew: MLK Day Throwback

Published on January 19, 2015 06:14
January 17, 2015
James Earl Jones Channels Vernon Johns

Published on January 17, 2015 13:53
#BlackPoetsSpeakOut: Samiya Bashir Reads "Catch"

Published on January 17, 2015 09:22
LeVar Burton's Reading Rainbow Presents Martin Luther King, Jr. Story Time

Published on January 17, 2015 06:36
The Remix: Adolph Reed on Azealia Banks, Reparations & Pop Culture Idiocracy

Published on January 17, 2015 05:57
January 16, 2015
Blackness and the Public Imagination

Published on January 16, 2015 07:46
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