The FBQ is out running around doing all of the things I couldn’t get to during the week. You know the kinds of things I’m talking about: Pick up suits from the Dry Cleaners; get some Bok Choy from Whole Foods; buy condo–…errr…well…you get the idea.
But I couldn’t leave you Miss Things without something to think, talk and laugh about during our Saturday chores.
Funny and Fabulous
Some friends and I were just talking about marriage equality, and I ran across these protest signs on the web. I guffawed more than a couple of times, so I thought I’d share the site (happyplace.com) and the signs in case you needed a couple of guffaws too.
This may get the Queen skinned by the Miss Things…
In reading about George Zimmerman’s bond hearing in the case of Trayvon Martin’s shooting, the Queen had a small epiphany. Upon first hearing about this incident in which a white man shot a black boy, I was taken aback when I saw Zimmerman for the first time. My initial response was “He’s not white…he’s Latino!” And while I was frustrated by my inability to look past my limited view of ethnicity, I also couldn’t help but think that I wasn’t the only person who made the same assumption. It got me to wondering if maybe this perception offered some possible insight into why the incident happened in the first place.
While it is obvious that Mr. Zimmerman self-identifies as White, it is hard for me to believe that at some point in his life he hasn’t had the experience of being followed around a store by a security guard, or have difficulty hailing a cab in certain settings. The Queen began to wonder whether his vigilantism was an unconscious attempt to further see himself as a part of mainstream American society? In other words, to see himself as White. The Queen understands that mindset. It took me many many years to get past the unconscious belief that Black is Wack and White is Right.
Of course, even if this does happen to be the case, it in no way excuses or condones Zimmerman’s actions. And it further emphasizes the ridiculousness of “Stand Your Ground” in the face of our individual and collective dysfunction. But it would further expose how race still affects the American Psyche. We are both the victims and perpetrators of of our collective beliefs around color and ethnicity. And it continues to fill me with rage and personal regret that yet another young person had to die in order for us to have this discussion.
The Queen has toted a bag of some kind since his college days at NYU, trekking a huge duffle containing all that I needed for the day. Now, the daily paraphernalia has been consolidated to fit in a laptop knapsack. In my shopping I have run into several FABULOUS containers that have caught my gay eye. However my Old School Sexist perceptions keep kicking me in my ample arse. No matter how I try calling them “man bags” or “satchels” or “carry alls”–it’s still a purse.
And purses are for girls.
I’m sure we are all in agreement that I need to get over my bigoted beliefs. That’s a no-brainer. But do you Miss Things see a guy walking down the street and think: “He’s carrying a Man Bag.” or do you think “The dude’s got a purse.”?
Let the ragging commence.