As a child growing up in the suburbs of Chicago, I remember much about my childhood. One of the things that I remember is how Black people in my community treated dark skinned people.
If you called someone Black back in those days, some people would punch you in the mouth.
There was a girl named Jennifer in my 6th grade class who distinctly remember. She was a nice girl. Had the smoothest, chocolate, blemish free skin that I’ve ever seen. Always had a beautiful smile. However, she had one flaw: her skin tone. It was too dark. This kid named Mark Jenkins used to harass this poor child every day about it. He called her Spook! Tar Baby! Mark was the ugliest kid that I’ve ever known and I guess in order to feel better about himself, he had to pick on poor Jennifer.
All these years later, I’ve wondered where she is. I hope she’s ok. I have a vision that she’s successful, married and a mother. But I wonder if she was scarred.
People like Mark ,never think about how their words and actions impact others. They are the everyday sociopaths among us who kill the spirit of innocent people with their inner hatred.
As I watched the above video, thoughts circulated through my mind of other incidents of this type of bigotry is played out.
It is well known in the south, dark skinned Black people are typically mistreated more and harassed more than light-skinned Black people. I see this even in 2016 in Georgia. Colorism is still a problem among southern folk and the Field Nigger vs House Nigger syndrome is alive and well.
How do we heal from this?
Something was programmed into Black people and it seems to refuse to die.
It’s time for us to kill it.
We can’t preach Black Lives Matter when we still have this skeleton in the closet.