Black Women Aren’t Women to White Men

Civil Rights, Community, Me, Misogynoir, Sacramento

Today was the second time in the last week where a white man came up to me and spoke to me like I was another man. Like I wasn’t a woman. They wanted to confront me and fight me…physically. I didn’t provoke. I know I can and will but I didn’t. Last week someone was filming us and I asked who he was with and he ran up on me in a rage telling me he can do whatever he wants whenever he wants…that he can record me if he wants. Then he rushed off. Today a white man came up to¬†me telling me that if I bring this specific sign to the DA’s office again “there is going to be a fucking problem.”

He said, repeatedly, “we are not pigs” (naw actual pigs are better). He was probably 2 inches from me with his chest in my face….normally im on some “nigga what” but all I could think was that I didnt have anything on me to protect myself from him …and the capitol…and getting stabbed up. He made the threat again and then walked away.

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I’m From Oak Park

Civil Rights, Gentrification, Liberation, Politics, Rant, Sacramento

I’m from the Blackest neighborhood in Sacramento.

Every Black person in Sacramento is related to someone from my hood. No matter where they grew up.

They done took our neighborhood, chopped it up into sections, and are now trying to dilute it, capitalize off of it, exploit it, and white liberalize it.