Fashion Week 2008. Sights, sounds, and paparazzi overload…all the makings of a successful week-plus of fashion-forward fun. And as I master looking extremely disinterested (which, I learned today, is the trick to people assuming you are really important), and see all the elite town cars and Bentleys roll on 6th Avenue, a shirt catches my attention. I thought I was mis-reading the shirt (since I have one eye that is seriously impaired), but before I could move closer, another female, who, like me was wearing an “Obama” pin and, like me, belonged to the race “kissed by the sun,” was visibly upset–so visible, that she approached them before I did. I…wanting to take the more “liberal” approach and attempt to come up with some meaning behind it….actually contemplated if there was a benign meaning to this shirt. She, on the other hand, didn’t. She asked them “what is the purpose of your shirt?” The artist (the man) replied “It is freedom of expression. I support Obama.” She responded “I am deeply offended.” And he said “Well, that’s your opinion.” Laughing I took my camera phone over there, at which he posed with his “model” and once again stated he was a supporter (oh…and said that I should spread the word about his clothing line…which is the name on his dingy boxers).
I, for one, have come a long way with this freedom of expression thing. “Jesus Is My Homeboy” t-shirts weren’t even that cool to me (for personal reasons)…but I get it. But there is no gray area for me on this one. Once again, it is funny the liberty the majority have in expressing race—and how such individuals feel that there are no repercussions for their expressions. (I mean, how many times are we going to hear the same excuse “Oh, I didn’t know it was racist). Slavery, of any kind, is not funny. Period. On a more superficial level, one would never see a Clinton supporter with a “Hillary is my BITCH” t-shirt, or “Senile for McCain” t-shirts…neither of which would rise to the level of insensitivity witnessed today. Even more interesting, however, is that there would be an (expected) OUTCRY if either of the latter two shirts were displayed—-feminist groups would, rightfully, have a field day crucifying such a statement in the public. Everyone with an AARP card would stand behind McCain and express the importance on the elderly community in our society.
But black dissention is not viewed the same. “Pulling the race card” or “making a big deal about nothing” is often the response from the majority. And for even those who understand…like the spectators who watched me and the other woman today…they do not feel that this is their problem to reprimand a fellow member of their race. The removal of the auction block has its consequences I guess. We are, once again, at the mercy of the public to be exposed in any way…and once again WE suffer because another hides behind a right laced in our Constitution.
On a fashion level it was distasteful. On a personal level it was disrespectful. I didn’t know I would feel that way about a statement like that until I saw it. And people wonder why it is hard to love this country…