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Guest Post: Learning Feminism in High School Led to My College Choice

Alexandra Garza

My name is Alexandra Garza and I was a student of Ileana Jiménez’s at Elisabeth Irwin High School (LREI). Before I was a student and now friend of Ileana’s, I had only known her contagious laugh heard frequently throughout the hallways. As time passed, I saw her at school assemblies encouraging students to get involved in various panels, lectures, and discussions on race, class, and gender. For some time, I’d been interested in joining these discussions Ileana so passionately advocated. I took my curiosity into consideration when selecting courses for my junior year. I was definitely lured in by Ileana’s passion. I decided to jump into the conversation head first by signing up for Ileana’s literature course, Fierce and Fabulous: Feminist Women Writers, Artists, and Activists. Aside from the fantastic title, I had a feeling this class could change my entire life.

Before I knew it, the summer whizzed by and it was my first day of eleventh grade. The college process was beginning, and not having a clear idea of what I wanted to study, I planned on taking an array of courses that year. Even so, I was nervous about entering Ileana’s class when I received my schedule. As a junior, it was slightly daunting to be in a class with seniors, as my school has mixed grade electives. Yet, Ileana, with her booming voice, warm smile, and passion towards her craft and her students, made sure everyone felt welcome and involved.

In a society where feminist educators are often associated with higher education, Ileana introduced my high school classmates and me to feminist authors and icons such as Sojourner Truth, Mary Wollstonecraft, Judy Chicago, Audre Lorde, bell hooks, and Alice and Rebecca Walker, to name a few. Most of us juniors and seniors barely knew anything about the groundbreaking women listed above before taking this course. One of Ileana’s greatest gifts is her ability to apply history, no matter how far back in time, to our lives as young women and men of the 21st century. Throughout the course, we were all eager to voice our opinions and share our experiences battling the stereotypes and prejudices we face on a daily basis along the lines of not only gender and sexuality but also race and class. My peers and I were encouraged to define feminism for ourselves based on the literature we read, the art we saw, and the feminist conference at Columbia we attended titled “What is Feminist Politics Now? Local and Global.”

Ileana Jiménez (Feminist Teacher) and Alexandra Garza.

I emerged from Ileana’s class unafraid to stand up against sexism and misogyny, and became increasingly more self-confident. In the midst of the college application process and still eager to immerse myself in more feminist literature and theory, I was inspired by Ileana to add her alma mater, Smith College, to my list. After completing another course of Ileana’s, titled Toni Morrison’s Beloved: Memory, Imagination, and the Narratives of Slavery, which consisted of myself and five other young women, I longed for more of the challenging and stimulating discussions Ileana led us through. I knew I would find that at Smith. After unwavering support from and tireless work alongside Ileana, I was accepted to Smith College’s Class of 2014. I am eternally grateful to Ileana for giving me the fantastic opportunities that not many young women have: a devoted teacher and nurturer focused on empowering her students through feminism.

Alexandra Garza is entering her first year at Smith College. Her guest post is a part of an ongoing series on the impact of teaching and learning feminism in high school.


Guest Post: From Little Red to Big Red: Becoming a Feminist in High School, Creating Change in College

Jenilssa Holguin

After being at LREI for four years, speaking about diversity and feminism became second nature to me. The classes that I took–such as Fierce and Fabulous: Feminist Women Writers, Artists, and Activists; Queer Identities: LGBT Literature and Film; and Memoir Writing–paired with the student diversity conferences that I attended, as well as the series of speakers that we were lucky to have at my school, all made issues of race, class, gender, and sexuality prevalent in my mind. During my years at Little Red, one of my teachers, Ileana Jiménez, helped me find myself, develop my feminist identity, and be proud of who I am. I learned to do diversity work in my everyday life.

When I got accepted to Cornell University I was ecstatic. It was my first choice, and I was going to be the first in my family to go to college. I thought,“It’s a huge school, so I am sure that I can find people who share my views on diversity, since Cornell is pretty diverse.” Boy, was I wrong! During my first weeks there, I noticed how racially segregated my field of hospitality management was as well as the University as a whole. I was taken by surprise when I saw that two clubs that I was interested in were completely segregated. One was all white, and the other was made up of all students of color. Naturally, I joined both, not only because I was interested in both clubs but also because I wanted to get at the root of the problem.

When I told members of the club with only students of color that I was applying for a position in the other club I was told, “People that are in this club either don’t get positions in that other club or they don’t like the other club.” Guess what? I was one of the few freshmen who secured leadership positions with both clubs and I loved the experience. I can trace my success directly to the LGBT literature and feminism classes that I took in high school because they prepared me to challenge society and the status quo. I observed that the segregation between the clubs was limiting many fellow students’ potential to become leaders and I had to do something so that all kinds of students could feel comfortable joining both clubs.

Jenilssa Holguin and Ileana Jiménez (Feminist Teacher), at Cornell.

During my second semester at Cornell, I took an Introduction to Feminist and Gender Studies class, thinking that I would find the people I was yearning to speak to and share my views with. When I joined this class, I discovered that my classmates were not yet ready to take the initiative that I wanted to take in college. We discussed texts that I had already read my junior year in high school in Ileana’s feminism class. In their attempt to analyze the texts, my classmates simply skimmed the surface and didn’t analyze the readings critically. They did not “squeeze all of the juice” from the texts as I had learned to do and had been doing for years with Ileana. Their observations were superficial and they did not analyze the overall problems and challenges that society’s strict gender roles create. I noticed that my thinking was deeper and more personal than that of others.

As a result, I was determined to find a feminist community at Cornell. I joined the cast of The Vagina Monologues, which is co-sponsored by Cornell’s Women’s Resource Center, searching for my people once again! The women in the cast were strong and independent-minded individuals. But during rehearsal, it was all about memorizing lines, and the bonding that I thought would occur didn’t. Once again, I didn’t find the group that I was looking for.

I did find a connection in a place that I was not expecting. I helped organize a speaker panel on discrimination in hospitality establishments, where we discussed the changes that need to happen in the industry. I was surprised and impressed that one of my classmates was able to invite Khadijah Farmer, who was thrown out of the women’s bathroom at the Caliente Cab Restaurant Company in New York in 2007 for her masculine appearance. For many of the hospitality students, this was the first time that they heard about this case. I knew all about the case as the restaurant happened to blocks be away from my high school and we had spent time discussing this incident in my LGBT literature and feminism classes. As a result, I was able to ask direct questions that further developed our conversation and understanding of the changes that need to happen both in the hospitality industry and in the world in general. The point of the panel was to discuss changes that my generation of hospitality leaders needs to make, and my questions helped students to think broadly about the changes that need to happen in our larger society.

The feminism and LGBT classes that I took at LREI prepared me to challenge the aspects of society that limit me as a woman of color. I learned that not all places are as open as Little Red, and that sometimes it is hard to be the only one somewhere that wants to discuss and challenge society. But the classes I took in high school have prepared to challenge what’s wrong even if others around me don’t feel inclined to do so.

I am going to use the toolbox that I was provided with at Little Red to mold and shape Big Red into what I want it to be for me. Cornell is too big to provide me with the intimate and inclusive environment that I had at LREI. What I must do is initiate discussions with the people around me to create a strong, diverse environment, and then perhaps certain aspects of Big Red can be similar to my high school. When I need to talk about these issues with someone who truly understands, I know that I can turn to Ileana for advice and motivation to keep fighting the good fight because her motivation to do the work that she does has made me become the fierce and fabulous woman I am today.

Jenilssa Holguin is entering her sophomore year at Cornell University. Follow her tweets here. Her guest post is a part of an ongoing series on the impact of teaching and learning feminism in high school.


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A Task Force of Her Own: Interview with Refuse the Silence’s Morgane Richardson

Morgane Richardson

Morgane Richardson has a mission to change higher education for women of color as we know it.

A 2008 graduate of Middlebury College, Richardson started her work supporting women of color as an activist and mentor on campus. Throughout her college years, she made herself available to women of color as they navigated issues of race, class, and gender. Determined to change the campus climate, she also sat on Middlebury’s Task Force on the Status of Women, which continued the work of earlier task forces on issues of gender at the college from 1990 and 1997 respectively. The original 1990 report, which came to be called the “Gender Report,” was “undertaken in the aftermath of an incident in which a mutilated female mannequin was hanged from the front of a fraternity house during a party at the close of the 1987-88 school year.”

Upon graduating, Richardson became inspired to change the climate for women of color at elite liberal arts colleges, institutions whose histories of tradition and privilege generate cultures of racism, sexism, and homophobia, leaving women of color erased from the conversation, both academically and socially.  Today, Richardson is collecting the stories of women of color at elite liberal arts colleges to create an anthology made up of narratives, letters, essays and videos, which will be titled Refuse the Silence. These stories will be used to design a set of actions that will be sent to leading college presidents and administrators to create the kind of change we’ve long been waiting for.

Let’s talk first about your time at Middlebury.  From your website, it seems as though your Middlebury years were ones during which you became increasingly politicized in terms of issues of race, class, gender, and sexuality.  How did you become politicized at Middlebury? Or, did it happen before your time there?

I have always been a political person, always an activist. As a woman of color, I think I have always been politicized. When I was younger, I used to run around saying, “I know my rights, I know my rights!” any time my mom threatened to spank me because I was driving her insane!

But yes, there were a series of events that led me to become a campus activist and a mentor to other women of color at Middlebury. During my first few weeks there, a few students from the Ultimate Frisbee team decided to throw a “Cowboys and Injuns” party. They sent out invitations over the phone to individuals saying, “if you come as an Injun, be prepared to drink fire water and sit in a corner, etc.” I was appalled. I couldn’t believe that my fellow classmates would put this event together, or that the campus allowed it. In the organizers’ defense, they did recognize their mistake and agreed to sit down with us and talk about the significance of their theme party.

About a month later, I came home to a swastika drawn on my door. My only friend on the floor, a man of color, had the word “Nigger” written on his. When I brought it up, the college organized a discussion for students of color, but it was never addressed in a large forum.

In response to that event, my roommate said, “Well, maybe if you don’t keep fighting these things [by protesting, speaking out, etc.] you will feel more a part of the campus.” I couldn’t handle the conversation and moved out soon afterwards. But her ghastly reaction really shattered me.

My dean apologized to me months later, saying he just hadn’t known how to deal with the situation. Unfortunately, at that point, I had already begun to feel different from everyone else around me. Then it seemed that there was a snowball effect with one event following another.

At the start of my sophomore year, a crime alert e-mail went out to all students, referring to a suspect as having “nappy hair.” In my junior year, the college honored Justice William H. Rehnquist, who voted against the expansion of school desegregation and the establishment of legalized abortions. And all throughout, I watched as friends were asked to be the “Black,” “Asian,” “Latino,” etc., voice in the classroom.  I mean, the list of events that caused me to become an activist goes on, and on, and on.

I quickly realized that my position as a woman of color was not going to allow me to close my eyes to the issues of racism, prejudice, and ignorance that was rampant across our campus.

I searched for a group where I could have a voice but, at the time I found none. The Women of Color group then was incredibly separatist. It was being run almost like a sorority; it was comprised of upper-classmen who didn’t want to change anything about the organization. I felt that this group needed to grow and transform and I fought for that. I fought to create a space where everyone, not just African Americans or even women, could come and talk about issues pertaining to all women of color in elite liberal arts institutions.

How did you conceive of the project?

I went back to visit Middlebury a few times after I graduated, and I noticed that women of color students who were entering college faced some of the same issues I had as a student. Among other things, there was an immense fear of fitting in and feeling as though the college didn’t understand who they were. Just like I had, these women felt as though the college had brought them to this elite institution and then abandoned them. I saw a pattern and realized that a long-term plan needed to be implemented on college campuses; a plan that would allow the college to hear what these students were saying as individuals.

Yes, in fact, your website says, “It’s as if they have invited us to their venue, even invited us to speak, but neglected to provide a microphone so we can be heard.”  If you had a magic wand, what would you have wanted to say if that microphone had been provided?

I could write a whole book on what I would have said had a microphone been provided! You know, as a student, I wasn’t thinking about policy changes on a big level. I was thinking about the day-to-day, “How do I survive here?,” “How do my fellow women of color survive here?,” “What can we do to make this a little more comfortable for us?” Ultimately, I wanted the college to hear our individual struggles. They made such a big deal about diversifying the school, but there was no integration, no real questioning of how we were doing day-to-day. As for when I wanted them to hear us, the answer is always. I always wanted them to hear us. There should always be a place for students of color to speak out and be heard, not just amongst each other.

When you served on the Task Force on the Status of Women, what had you hoped would be the action-oriented items that would come out of that work?

To be honest, I wasn’t thinking about the action-oriented items that would come out of the Task Force. In my mind, this was a new step the college was taking to assess the problems and see what issues needed to be dealt with to better the environment for women on campus. It was only as a graduate that I realized we were pawns collecting more data that would go to board members, who would then say those problems didn’t exist, or that they had been rectified, etc.

The college needs to have better resources available for students who come to college with their children, advanced policies to deal with sexual assault and rape on campus, [and] they must increase the number of women of color on the faculty and staff.

Given that colleges and universities respond to data rather than narrative, how do you plan to shift the dialogue so that the voices in your anthology are heard and so that those voices inform real change without getting neglected for “hard numbers”?

In anthropology, we have a method for scoring narrative data. We look for patterns in the stories that can be quantified. That being said, once I have gathered a substantial amount of stories, I will sit down with a team of students, graduates, activists, and academics and use this method to draft a suggested plan of action, based on the stories I receive, to better assist women of color in elite liberal arts colleges.

In essence, I never take away or remove the voices from the data. The narratives, “hard numbers,” and a suggested plan of action will be made available as a book for the administrators of these schools. Hopefully, administrators will have the action plan implemented in one form or another.

It really would be wonderful if Refuse The Silence became a virtual and physical forum that women of color students and their academic institutions always have access to! In my dream world, I would love to see leaders in higher education knocking down doors trying to get their hands on Refuse The Silence so that they can implement changes on their college campuses.

A step down from that, it would be outstanding if Refuse The Silence encourages administrators, faculty, staff, etc., to begin, or in some cases continue, asking their student population of color about their experiences. That being said, no matter what I do, we all know I can’t force all college administrators across the country to read this anthology. At the end of the day, that is really up to you all. It is up to students, teachers, activists, and parents to express their concern with the way campuses deal with the diverse populations they have invited to their institutions.

How do you plan to approach colleges and universities? In other words, how do we make sure that you get a seat at the table once this anthology is published and how do we make sure you get a microphone once you are seated?

That’s sweet of you! Unfortunately I have no idea, but I would love some suggestions! I say this because my main focus right now is on these young women and their stories. I am giving them a microphone by providing them a space to give voice to their experiences. I don’t know what the “results” of this anthology will show me and so I’m not at a place where I can generate a plan of action until the anthology has really taken form.  So much of academia is about the plan. Right now I want to make it about the people. I would be just like these institutions if I focused on the plan instead of these women.

Since this is a blog for feminist educators, what advice would you give to teachers who want to be a part of changing and shifting the dialogue in their schools? What suggestions do you have for teachers who work with young women of color in high school to prepare them for their entrance into elite colleges today?

I think a lot of change can happen within the classroom, whether it‘s in fifth grade or in college. Teachers and professors should talk about race, class, and gender issues in their classrooms. I really urge instructors to not focus solely on textbook curriculum. Let students ask questions about race issues and talk about what is going on in their personal lives. Address racial, sexual, etc., slurs in a positive manner; don’t just tell them not to say them, tell them why they shouldn’t say it, or what it means to groups of people, and tell them about real life, your life, what you have experienced. Many of the issues we see in elite college institutions are created because students and teachers are not open, and they don’t feel comfortable to talk about the truth from the beginning. However, at the end of the day, there is nothing that a teacher can say that will fully prepare their students for the experience they will have entering an elite liberal arts college.

Why do you think there is nothing teachers can do that will fully prepare students of color for entrance into elite liberal arts colleges? What should be done?

Be honest with your students! It might not be right for them to go to elite schools just because it looks good on paper and/or they got a scholarship. Tell them what it would be like. Put them in contact with students of color from those colleges. The truth is, even if it’s the best school in the country academically, it doesn’t mean it’s the most progressive, open-minded, or accepting.

I, myself, went through a college prep program through the Posse Foundation, whose main mission was to help me succeed and feel comfortable and supported at these types of schools. I went through two years of training—one in high school and one my freshman year of college—and four years with a mentor and a group of people who were assigned as my “Posse.” It goes without saying that I wouldn’t be doing this project if [Posse] had worked 100 percent.

It does start with you, secondary educators, preparing your students academically and emotionally to attend such rigorous schools. It is equally important that secondary educators provide a space for their students to come back to them as college students and ask questions. Students need to know that there will always be some kind of a support network at home.

Tell your women of color students who now attend elite liberal arts colleges to submit their stories by September 1 to Refuse the Silence.

Follow Refuse the Silence at http://twitter.com/refusesilence and Morgane Richardson at https://twitter.com/Morgane_R


Palin’s all-white "Mama Grizzlies"

If you haven't seen Sarah Palin's latest shrewd attempt to reach out to women...well, here it is.


Transcript available at Shakesville.

The language is taken from a recent speech Palin gave at the Susan B. Anthony List - an anti-choice organization - where she tried (unsuccessfully) to paint herself as the "true" feminist. This ad is just another cynical move to appropriate feminism and feminist rhetoric; somehow Palin believes by shouting "yay women!" over and over again no one will notice that her policies are as anti-woman as they come.

The other telling part of this ad is that there only seems to be one kind of "mama grizzly" Palin is interested in wooing. Check out this letter to The Washington Post.

...In watching Ms. Palin hugging her supporters and handing out flowers, I saw something else. I noticed only one slightly off-white face among the many people she was reaching out to. And Ms. Palin pointedly says that conservative women are "mama grizzlies," more formidable than "pit bulls."

Of the deeply feminine women I know, none of them exclude people of color from her personal embrace.

Shocking, I know.

Related posts: Supporters of Sarah Palin's "feminism" getting desperate
Jessica in WaPo on Sarah Palin's fake feminism

Grim Sleeper Serial Killer Case: Arrest made, but case was handled poorly

On first glance, it would seem like good news all around that an arrest had been made in the Grim Sleeper Serial Killer case, where all but one of the 11 murders associated with the case were of African American women. However, additional details about this case raise important questions about how these murdered women may have been re-marginalized by the members of society that were assigned to protect them: law enforcement.

The Black Coalition Fighting Black Serial Murders has been one of the chief organizations on the ground in South LA advocating for the victims and the sole survivor in this killing spree. Check out their synopsis of how law enforcement dropped the ball on this case:

Because the killings were not connected as serial murders, the tragic enormity of the situation has been hidden and downplayed, and vital evidence, connections and patterns may have been missed. Public and media attention which would have been greater if the total numbers of deaths had been known, would have spurred the police into a more vigorous investigation. Lives might have been saved and the community better protected from further attacks.

Families of several of the victims were never notified by law enforcement that their loved ones were killed by a serial murderer--and neither was the lone survivor of the attacks. Each was made to believe that it had been a random killer. Many families had to learn from press articles or from television! Crucial patterns of evidence have been missed.

Beyond the fact that the case has been opened for almost as long as I have been alive, 25 years, is the disappointing reality that it took 20 years of pressure for LAPD to finally release a composite sketch of the main suspect. 20 Years. I am apoplectic with frustration. How are you suppose to track down a criminal that has committed egregious acts of this magnitude when no one in the community knows what they look like?? On top of all this, when a photo was finally released in December 2009 it wasn't even the age-enhanced composite, it was a sketch of what the murderer looked like 2 decades ago.

While my love and support goes out to the family members who have derived some sense of closure from this recent arrest, a formal evaluation of how this case was handled needs to be done when this case comes to a close. And activists in other parts of the country who seek justice for the murders of marginalized victims should also take note. I feel the need to remind folks that the serial killer involved in the Rocky Mount murders remains at large. Here again we have a disturbingly similar recipe: all Black women, some of which are sex workers or battling drug addiction, or both; hesitance on the part of law enforcement to confirm that it was a serial killer and gross under-reporting by the mass media. It cannot be underscored how important it is to raise media awareness for these victims. In the Rocky Mount Case, 9 women have been killed in a span of about 7 years and two remain missing. Let's hope we don't have to wait another 18 for the perpetrator of these crimes to be brought to justice.

Grim Sleeper Serial Killer Case: Arrest made, but case was handled poorly

On first glance, it would seem like good news all around that an arrest had been made in the Grim Sleeper Serial Killer case, where all but one of the 11 murders associated with the case were of African American women. However, additional details about this case raise important questions about how these murdered women may have been re-marginalized by the members of society that were assigned to protect them: law enforcement.

The Black Coalition Fighting Black Serial Murders has been one of the chief organizations on the ground in South LA advocating for the victims and the sole survivor in this killing spree. Check out their synopsis of how law enforcement dropped the ball on this case:

Because the killings were not connected as serial murders, the tragic enormity of the situation has been hidden and downplayed, and vital evidence, connections and patterns may have been missed. Public and media attention which would have been greater if the total numbers of deaths had been known, would have spurred the police into a more vigorous investigation. Lives might have been saved and the community better protected from further attacks.

Families of several of the victims were never notified by law enforcement that their loved ones were killed by a serial murderer--and neither was the lone survivor of the attacks. Each was made to believe that it had been a random killer. Many families had to learn from press articles or from television! Crucial patterns of evidence have been missed.

Beyond the fact that the case has been opened for almost as long as I have been alive, 25 years, is the disappointing reality that it took 20 years of pressure for LAPD to finally release a composite sketch of the main suspect. 20 Years. I am apoplectic with frustration. How are you suppose to track down a criminal that has committed egregious acts of this magnitude when no one in the community knows what they look like?? On top of all this, when a photo was finally released in December 2009 it wasn't even the age-enhanced composite, it was a sketch of what the murderer looked like 2 decades ago.

While my love and support goes out to the family members who have derived some sense of closure from this recent arrest, a formal evaluation of how this case was handled needs to be done when this case comes to a close. And activists in other parts of the country who seek justice for the murders of marginalized victims should also take note. I feel the need to remind folks that the serial killer involved in the Rocky Mount murders remains at large. Here again we have a disturbingly similar recipe: all Black women, some of which are sex workers or battling drug addiction, or both; hesitance on the part of law enforcement to confirm that it was a serial killer and gross under-reporting by the mass media. It cannot be underscored how important it is to raise media awareness for these victims. In the Rocky Mount Case, 9 women have been killed in a span of about 7 years and two remain missing. Let's hope we don't have to wait another 18 for the perpetrator of these crimes to be brought to justice.

Yesterday in Feminist History: Happy Birthday Frida

Frida Kahlo with vibrant shawl

Yesterday was the birthday of renowned Mexican artist Frida Kahlo. She would have been 103 years old. Frida was a passionate painter, well-known for her self-portraits depicting her physical struggles as a survivor of a severe bus accident as a teen. She was married to Diego Rivera, another famous Mexican muralist. Kahlo died at the age of 47 and much of her fame came after her death, as feminist art historians began writing about her work.

In honor of her birthday, google created a "doodle"--changing their logo for the day to honor her. As Shelby Knox points out at Feministe, the number of times they have done this to honor women is appallingly low.

Happy Belated Birthday Frida!

BET: What about the survivors?


Chris Brown's "breakdown" during his Michael Jackson tribute at the BET Awards

*Trigger Warning*

On the last day of the US Social Forum, I ran into an old friend from a campaign I had worked on a few years back. I had seen her on the first day but bee-lined in the other direction. I was dodging her because the only Rose she had ever known was a woman who felt trapped in a domestically violent relationship. I have since left that relationship. Years have passed since then, but I am occasionally haunted by memories when I see an old friend from that era of my life and they ask me the dreaded question, "Are you still with him?"

Blood on my walls. Cops at my doors. Large scars on my back from being pushed on the floor. These are the things I remember with great sadness when my memory is triggered by an old friend's concern about my present well-being or the sighting of male aggressors of violence. These are the things that ran through my mind when the BET awards showcased Chris Brown, probably one of the most infamous batterers of our generation. And if Chris's presence alone on a stage that drew 7 million viewers isn't enough of a stab in the gut, Jermaine Jackson pressed the knife by claiming that it is Chris, in fact, who needs healing.
Ann Powers over at the LA Times also used language that disarmed me. Although Powers conceded that BET airing Chris Brown was problematic, she described Chris as someone who will "forever be in recovery." It's as if there has been a pandemic of amnesia and some among us have forgotten who the victim really is here.

America's conversation about Chris' conviction of felony assault has officially been shifted to the controversy at play in Chris' tears. Adding insult to injury were the stars and fans who have been caught on camera cheering on him, his performance and calling Sunday night's performance a comeback. I can't help but ask: what about us? What about the women who relive their experiences when a man is given a platform to imply that his pain is greater than the brutality he has inflicted on a woman's body? What about Rihanna? Where is the tribute for survivors and what has BET done to change the scourge of violence in Black women's lives?

I am thankful for the presence of male allies who have the courage to stand up and remind us that African-American women ages 15 to 34 die more from the violence of a current or former intimate partner than by anything else. Than By Anything Else. This makes BET's decision to air Chris a profound act of traitor-ship against women and girls. Plain and simple it was an irresponsible action taken by BET. And this can't be wanded away by Queen Latifah serving as a host and a two-sentence plug about Dorothy Height. BET owes African American girls and women so much more than a year grace period for one of the most remorseless batterers of our time.