I know I’m going to sound like the party pooper by saying this, but that’s not my intention. Please feel free to celebrate whatever you want. I’m not demonizing anyone. But, one of the main reasons I’ve never been a big fan of holidays (the ones we traditionally practice here in the US) is because of the environment of rushed and false companionship they create.
There is a reason suicides increase around the holidays. They produce a situation in which people who are already down on their luck and lonely will feel even worse than they do on any normal day, just because it’s the holidays. We’re encouraged to be with and spend money on loved ones by the commercials we see, not because of the need for genuine companionship but to persuade us to engage in consumerism–food, hotels, plane tickets, sports tickets and subscriptions, car rentals, gifts, gas, decorations, etc.
People–especially black people–who already feel discarded by society now have to have these images of companionship and affection, as false as it may be, shoved in their faces everywhere they go. Again, I’m not trying to spit on anyone’s holiday. Do your thing. Please spend time with your fam and be festive.
All I’m saying is, what is stopping us, as black people, from creating our own holidays–ones that stand as periods of time where we focus on the principles, customs, codes, and individuals that empower us as a people? What holidays have we implemented ourselves that honor our forefathers and foremothers who gave their lives to fight white supremacy? Why is there no Ida B. Wells Day? I understand we would need to implement a code of conduct first, the word is our holiday celebrating the day we ratified that code of conduct specifically for us, like how white society celebrates theirs on Independence Day?
All I’m saying is, it’s time to rethink the way we celebrate holidays. It’s time to ask, what are we celebrating them for, and who told us to celebrate them and for what reason? If we’re going to celebrate anything, it should be something that empowers us 365 days of the year, not just a couple of days or weeks out of the year. Just some food for thought as your stuffing your turkey and dressing down this holiday.
One Love & One Justice,
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