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Have Black Women Gotten So Used To Losing, We Don’t Know When We’ve Won?

April 23rd, 2014 - By Veronica Wells
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I like to think that as an editor on this site that I know how our readers will respond to certain stories. But more often than not, I’m sadly mistaken. This morning my coworker breezed into our office with an announcement? “Did you hear the news about Lupita?”

No I hadn’t. Surprised at my own eagerness, I asked her what happened.

People named her the most beautiful person this year.”

Nice! Our deputy editor had just published the story and I was excited to share it with our Facebook and Twitter followers. I took it as a win and I assumed that the reaction would be overwhelmingly positive. And in all fairness, most of it was. But here and there there were comments like,

“This isn’t the greatest picture of her.” 

“I don’t understand the hype.” 

“I think she’s overrated.”

and then the one that really bothered me:

“All I’m hearing is ‘yea, white people think we’re pretty!” 


I had to respond to that one: “We’re not thinking about the white folks’ motivation but more about all of the young black girls and grown women who will see her image on that cover with the words most beautiful above it.” 

The words most beautiful actually appear beneath it but you get the gist.

The person on Twitter responded: “Got it. But we need critical minds asking who decided most beautiful and what empowers them to decide? We need self validation.” 

Yes, chile we agree on that much. We, black women, need self validation like we need water to drink and air to breathe. But I would suggest that if we are indeed self validated what the hell does it matter why they chose to place Lupita on this cover? If we’re self validated we know, without a shadow of a doubt, whether People’s intentions were specious or not, that Lupita, with her dark skin and natural hair is and has always been beautiful. If we were self validated, as some of us are, we would have seen this long before People posted her on the cover. Thankfully, some of us did. When you are self validated you’re not surprised or even skeptical to see people stepping into the realization of what you’ve known all along. You don’t act as a bouncer at the metaphorical door and tell them they can’t get into the party because they’re late, you invite them in to see and even share in all the fun you’re having celebrating yourself.

But if they never show up, never “get it,” never recognize that you’re beautiful, then not only is it their loss, it doesn’t matter to you because your validation doesn’t come from them.

And since we’re on the subject, this is what Pharrell was saying in his Oprah interview about all the controversy surrounding the G  I  R  L album cover. At the end of the day, it was an issue about self validation and less about race or colorism because when we didn’t know the girl was black, it was a problem and then when we learned she was black, it was still a problem. I understand that there are not enough darker complected women held up as objects of beauty. But as a woman, with a dark skinned mother, I’ve always known these women to be beautiful and I don’t need Pharrell to place them on an album cover to validate that. In my mind, it just is. If he missed an opportunity to celebrate them, then that doesn’t cause me to question my standards.

But today, when he posted the single cover for his song “Marilyn Monroe” featuring a dark skinned woman, people were still mad.

“Why is he likening her to Marilyn Monroe, she was a home wrecker?”

“Too little, too late Pharrell!”

“He’s just doing this because of all of the controversy.” 

I’m not stupid. I’m sure he’s doing this because of the controversy; but for some people, it still didn’t change anything. Folks were still mad. Maybe Pharrell didn’t have the purest of intentions, featuring this woman on the cover. It’s quite possible that he was trying to prove a point. But doesn’t she still get her shine being the face of a song that talks about dismantling the Eurocentric standard of beauty? Pharrell was damned if he did, damned if he didn’t but I’m glad this beautiful dark skinned woman, in her red lip, I might add, is getting this shine.

If I’m being honest, I would say the controversy surrounding Pharrell’s cover was more about the community’s unresolved issue with colorism than it was about Pharrell’s choice. And instead of asking ourselves why we needed this consignment from him (of all people) or why we couldn’t accept that woman’s blackness, it was easier to make him the scapegoat, to place our centuries old issues with racism and colorism on him. I think this is what Pharrell was saying when he spoke about the “new black” in his interview with Oprah. In case you missed it he said:

The “new black” doesn’t blame other races for our issues. The “new black” dreams and realizes that it’s not a pigmentation; it’s a mentality. And it’s either going to work for you, or it’s going to work against you. And you’ve got to pick the side you’re gonna be on.

He’s since been dragged for that statement by a number of black writers and thinkers across the blogosphere. They’ve likened his comments to Bill Cosby’s rants, which we all know were more problematic than a little bit. I’m sure I’m in the minority here, but I understand what Pharrell meant with his “new black” concept.

People were upset with Pharrell, suggesting that he should stick to singing because they felt this “new black” mentality dismisses the very real challenges black people in the real world are facing. And I get that. I don’t think Pharrell was pretending as if these challenges don’t exist I think he was saying, we know they exist and we have to decide what to do with it, how to make them work in our favor or at least maneuver around them. Chris Rock said something similar when he was featured in the Venus and Serena documentary. I don’t have the exact quote but the sentiment was that being black is like training with weights on. You have to work harder than someone who doesn’t have that added burden, but in the end, it makes you stronger and more equipped to take on life’s hurdles.

Another man, Bernard Kinsey, who started the Kinsey Collection, says that “Racism is like rain, you either get wet or grab an umbrella.”

We could accuse all of these rich black men of being disconnected from the community, but then that would ignore the fact that their journey didn’t begin at the top. And since all of these men are over forty, we might even assume that the racism they faced was more blatant and flagrant than what we’re dealing with today. They’re not saying racism doesn’t exist. They’re saying racism doesn’t have the power to hold you back forever.

Most black people in this country have indeed been victimized by racism and I’ll be the first one to say that it’s not going anywhere for a while, a long while. But I can’t wait racist white folks to sort things out and come to the realization that non-white people are, in fact, people too and deserve to be treated accordingly. Life is too short and they have far too much catching up to do. I’ll be sure to help encourage them when I can but I can’t wait for them, continually looking over my shoulder to see if they’ve accepted me yet. I’ve accepted myself and I have my own battles to overcome, my own goals to achieve.

To be clear, I’m not suggesting that we turn a blind eye, shut our brains down in favor of living in a utopia that exists only in our mind. I’m saying we stop living our lives for white people’s approval and validation. It might not come when we want it and we don’t have time to sit around expecting it. Like the woman on the Twitter said, we have to celebrate ourselves, love ourselves and hope our white brothers and sisters catch up sooner or later. I mean, equal representation would be just and fair. But if they never do, we never needed them anyway.

Black Women In The Ivy League: “Everything’s Not Always So Pretty At The Top”

April 14th, 2014 - By Rana Campbell
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This month, countless high school students across the country will be answering college acceptance letters making the difficult decision of what college to attend in the Fall.

If you asked my 17-year-old self the impact choosing to attend Princeton University would have on me, I probably wouldn’t have known how to answer. When I first got accepted into Princeton in the spring of 2009, I was both wildly excited yet undoubtedly naive. I thought I had all the “prep” I would need, having attended a well-regarded college preparatory school in Englewood, NJ for six years. I’d already experienced the doubts from my fellow high school classmates as the news spread that me and my best friend Amina (also a woman of color) had been the only people to be accepted into Princeton from our school. I’ll never forget how one girl made the inauspicious suggestion that we both got in only because we were black. In essence, I thought I had already experienced the “culture shock” and racism that occurs when you take a girl accustomed to a majority minority classroom and throw her into a world where she is the outlier, one of only a few people of color in her class.

I envisioned Princeton as being a place for self-discovery. A place to explore new interests. A place to meet lifelong friends. While all these turned out to be true, I didn’t expect how much pressure it would mean to be part of the country’s elite or one of the “future leaders of the world”(as I had been primed to think of myself during Princeton’s freshman orientations).

The common narrative regarding men and women of color getting into prestigious institutions such as Princeton and the other Ivy Leagues is often guided by words of congratulations, praise, and accomplishments. For the skeptics and naysayers, notions of affirmation action, discrimination against “better-suited” candidates, and non-worthiness often take premise. Take the recent media attention Kwasi Enin, the Ghanian-American New Yorker who got into all eight Ivy Leagues, garnered. I am proud of Kwasi but as an Ivy League alum, I know that whatever decision he makes, he is about to embark on a long journey which may be filled with  justifying his presence to both himself, his peers and outsiders. I can only imagine how this will inform his sense of self. Even more, he is still a black man to larger society (despite how he self-identifies)… and we all know being a black man in America is difficult enough.

As for me? I do not regret attending Princeton. I made some of my best friends there. I had the opportunity to take classes with the great Cornel West. I helped revamp, run and grow the Princeton Caribbean Connection, a major student organization within the Black community. I tutored inmates studying for their high school diplomas, studied Sociology with the greats, and wrote a 112 page senior thesis on a topic dear to my heart: policing in my hometown of Orange, NJ. But most of all, I rediscovered and lived out my passion for dance when I joined BAC Dance Company my freshman fall. I worked hard and graduated cum laude.

Through all of this,  I experienced some of the hardest moments of my life while a student at Princeton. I dealt with personal tragedies, sickness, and familial troubles. Though I always tried to carry a smile, I often had bouts of loneliness and crippling self-doubt, unbeknownst to even some of my closest friends. I had to learn how to navigate and often exclude myself from the dominant social scene that I had no desire to join. But should I blame Princeton, the institution, for this? That’s something I often find myself grappling with. I know that the social isolation and exclusion I faced here is not only inherent to Ivy League universities. Countless women of color across American institutions find themselves in situations like this.

One of the hardest things for me was having to face my dual realities. While at Princeton, I lived in the “Orange Bubble” shielded from life’s every day harsh realities. Yet, whenever I went home or saw my friends  who “hadn’t made it,” I had to come to grips with the realization that not everyone is given such opportunities in life. I often struggled with the feeling of not exactly knowing how to give back to my community (and those who had built the way for me), especially feeling like I had to live up to the fact that people saw me as an “inspiration.” At times, it felt like too much, like there was no room to fail. That I had to always perform to the best of my ability. Sometimes I found myself wondering what the purpose of this all was.

Attending an institution such as Princeton can bear a lot of weight on the soul with little opportunities to share experiences with those beyond one’s inner group. I side with I, Too, Am Harvard’s statement that black students’ “voices often go unheard.”

These are the stories several women shared with me  about what it feels like to be a woman of color at an Ivy League institution. I am not sharing these stories to say that these are the only important stories relevant to being a student at an Ivy League university. However, I do believe they highlight and share a common thread, which is similar to many college students nationwide: self-discovery. While we praise students of color for accomplishing such great academic feats, we must not forget about the personal journeys and experiences with academia, sexuality, mental health, class, race, gender, and self that will undoubtedly come next for them in their college journey. These women bring up issues that are important for all to consider when we think of what it means to be have a college education or be a college-educated woman. From the classroom, to the dorm room, to the inner-being, while not all negative, everything’s not always so pretty at the top.

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Black Congresswomen Chime In On Army’s New Hair Regulations

April 12th, 2014 - By Madame Noire
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This week, female members of the Congressional Black Caucus (CBC) sent a letter to U.S. Department of Defense Secretary Chuck Hagel, asking him to revise the recently released Army Regulation 670-1, which featured updated standards for female grooming. AR 670-1 went into effect on March 31, and included a ban on certain hairstyles, such as two-strand twists and dreadlocks. Other styles, like cornrows and braids are permitted if they’re under 1/4-inch in diameter.

In their letter, the 16 congresswomen say that the regulations are “discriminatory” and “[target] soldiers who are women of color with little regard to what is needed to maintain their natural hair.” The letter comes at the tail end of a wave of criticism by soldiers and civilians who’ve voiced concern about the new standards. A petition on the White House’s has garnered more than 15,000 signatures from people who want the regulations retracted. Sgt. Jasmine Jacobs, a Black woman who wears her hair in twists, created the petition on March 20 in order to protest the changes. She told the Army Times that she’s “kind of at a loss now with what to do with [her] hair.”

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Is It Possible For Single Black Women To Talk About Something Other Than Wanting A Man?

April 7th, 2014 - By Brande Victorian
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I’m no financial analyst, but I want to offer you this piece of advice: If you don’t have stock in Tinder, I’d suggest you go get some. Tinder is a social app that basically allows you to scroll through thousands — if not millions — of men on Facebook, offer up a yay or nay based on their photo, and hope that your yay will be reciprocated with a yay on his part and you two will meet up, get married, live happily ever after, and have lots and lots of babies and grandbabies, yadda yadda yadda. Despite MN having written a guide to getting your Tinder on a little while ago, I hadn’t given the dating app a second thought — mostly because I still don’t believe in online dating, though I’ll write more about that later. Nevertheless, on three separate occasions this weekend I heard black women raving, yet mostly ranting, about the app as they sat around discussing two of their favorite topics: men and being single.

It all started Friday night when I went with a co-worker and her friend for drinks. Once we finished mulling over the menu and griping about work, the conversation turned to dating with the friend asking me whether I was single. I don’t know why that question annoys me. OK, yes I do. It’s because I am single and one day I want to be able to answer that question with a “no” and for years I’ve been responding with a “yes.” But also for a person like me who only shares my innermost thoughts in articles as opposed to ladies’ gatherings, I find that question to be rather intrusive because there’s no way you’re getting off the hook with a simple “no.” The follow-ups always run along the lines of “why?” “Are you putting yourself out there?” and my least favorite question,”Have you tried online dating?” And those just aren’t discussions I’m trying to have with women I barely know.

But low and behold I found myself engaging in that same tired dialogue Friday night and the first half of Saturday at a media brunch where, as soon as I walked in the door, ladies were gathered around griping about Tinder and whether they should keep their profiles on the app or be done with those men. I resorted to my favorite tactic in these situations, which is asking the other person so many questions about their life that they have no time to ask me any. But by the time the brunch was over and I hopped on the subway with another attendee and she asked, “so what’s going on with your dating life?” I proceeded to tell her nothing and said, “I’m sorry but I cannot sit through another conversation with a bunch of black women about being single. I just can’t.”

Though she agreed with me, her reasoning was a bit different from mine. This particular attendee felt the topic of discussion was depressing because you find out dating really doesn’t get any better the older you are when so many fabulous black women in their late 30s and 40s have the same complaints as you. I actually found the topic exhausting because it seems to be the only thing black women are interested in talking about these days. In all fairness, single black women was not the focus of the brunch I attended, but that topic rarely ever is. It’s just the subject we tend to fall back on whenever two or three black women are among us. Maybe it’s out of a sense of comradery and the desire to say “girl me too” that we bring up the Where’s Waldo-type topic of finding a man, but I can’t help but also feel this topic comes up so much because of an underlying desire for women to be affirmed. I’m personally just as tired of paying Sallie Mae every month as I am being single, but I don’t walk into events talking about “girl, It’s so hard out here. I just can’t seem to make these student loan payments” because surely someone would tell me pick up a side hustle and get my ish together. And yet when we complain about the single life, in return we are met with affirmations that we are worthy and men just don’t appreciate hard-working, career-focused Alpha females like us because everyone else is telling the same story. And that’s better than wallowing in our sorrows solo, right?

I certainly get the benefit in that but in my mind it tends to do more harm than good when you hear about a bunch of women in the struggle and not a one has reached the promised land. It also reinforces what is clearly our greatest fear, which is that we’ll all be single forever. So, when I sit there and sip my Bellini in silence and suddenly find myself grilled about my dating life, that hysteria that we claim we don’t want our friends and family putting on us because we’re not married or don’t have children still gets passed on, it’s just masked as friendly conversation.

I appreciate sisters trying to build one another up and fight the good fight together in the race to get down the aisle, but it just might do us a little good to stop thinking and talking about what we claim isn’t a problem so much and in turn making it into one for not just ourselves but those around us who are trying to become comfortable in their singleness and retain some ounce of hope for the future! Now excuse me while I go update my Tinder profile. JK.

Serious Question: When’s The Last Time You Asked Your Friends About Getting Tested?

April 6th, 2014 - By Brande Victorian
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I’m going to go out on a limb here and say I’m pretty sure you’re aware HIV/AIDS is affecting African American women at an alarming rate I’m also going to assume you, the reader, are an African American woman and you probably have some African American friends who are also aware of this trend. What I’m not certain of, though, is whether you’re serious about doing anything about it.

Yesterday I attended a blogger brunch hosted by OraSure, the makers of the in-home oral HIV test OraQuick which detects HIV antibodies in your system in as little as 20 minutes. Hosted by Jacque Reid, the purpose of the bruncheon was to brainstorm ways influencers can get the message of safe sex, and more so self-empowerment, to the people who need it most, and as the ladies sat around talking about this initiative an interesting point was brought up. For as much as ladies who lunch enjoy sitting around and talking to our friends about men and how they just got their back blown out or are thinking about giving so and so some, we often drop the ball when it comes to asking our girls how careful they’re being when they give it up.

As one woman went on about how a lot of friends don’t talk to each other about putting our sexual health first I thought, who are these women she’s talking about? And then I realized I just might be one of them. Just a couple of weeks ago a friend of mine was catching me up on her life since I’d last seen her three months ago and part of that entailed informing me that she’d been pregnant by an 0n-again off-again something of a partner and sharing other promiscuous tales. Not wanting to damper the mood of the reunion, I hit her with a light “you need to do better,” but instead of really asking her what’s going on and telling her she needed to be careful (and invest in some condoms and an OraQuick test) I lamented to my other friend how I felt guilty for not saying more.

Ironically enough during the brunch another friend texted me joking that I wasn’t a good friend for not helping her pick out new makeup the last time I saw her. Feeling like there was no time like the present, I responded “While you’re calling me out, let me be a good friend now and ask when’s the last time you’ve been tested and do you and your husband get tested every year?” After asking whether I was implying her husband is cheating, which I was not, she said “Honestly, getting tested hasn’t crossed my mind in years which is soooo crazy because of the number of black women who get it.”

Crazy is most definitely the word to describe her thoughts, but I think common might be another one as well. Though we’ll go hard trying to find a friend a man and get all up in her business then, for some reason it can feel too personal to make our girls’ health a priority, though when she tells us about how some guy put it on her we’ll want all the juicy TMI details.

The reality is a conversation about sexual health with our girls doesn’t have to be super deep and it most certainly shouldn’t be awkward. Most times all we need to do is drop a little hint like “Hey I’m planning to get tested Tuesday, wanna come?” or “Just got back from the doc; I’m clean as a whistle.” Just the sheer mention of HIV/AIDs is usually enough to plant the seed and get people’s minds wandering about whether they really know their status, let alone that of the person they’re sleeping with. Let’s all agree to do better together and make it a priority to remind our girls to be safe.

#Facts: How A Man Knows He’s Dating A High Quality Woman

April 4th, 2014 - By Madame Noire
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From Single Black Male 

I came across an article over on Thought Catalog titled “13 Ways You Know You’re Dating a High-Quality Woman.” Here are some of my favorites or most cosign-able items from the list, and a few thoughts to go along with them:

4. She has a part of her life that doesn’t involve you. Friends, hobbies, career — whatever. She’s confident and independent enough to not need your involvement in everything she does.

You really don’t need to do everything and be everywhere together. In fact, I don’t even think that’s healthy. Men still like to hang with the fellas, and we’d like to hope that our sig others would still want to see their girls. Besides, what else is there to talk about when you know everything because you’re always there?

5. You wouldn’t think twice about inviting her into different parts of your life: a barbecue with your college friends, a dinner with your parents, a fancy work party — she knows how to handle herself in different settings. She’s mature enough to make a good impression with your colleagues and wise enough to know letting loose with your friends and having fun doesn’t mean she’s immature.

7. When she is in a situation where she doesn’t know people, she introduces herself confidently. She doesn’t cling meekly to your side waiting for you to facilitate every social interaction.

These two go together. A high-quality woman makes our lives easier. If even for a few minutes at a time. It can be difficult when you’re out at an event and trying to network or catch up with people, but you can’t focus on the conversations because you’re worried about her in the corner, or you’re constantly trying to weave her into chats. Don’t get it twisted; it’s polite and we should be proud to introduce her to people. However, it shouldn’t feel like a chore. This is another time where independence comes in handy.

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Still We Rise! The State Of Black Women In America Is A Mix Of Bad & Good News

April 3rd, 2014 - By Ann Brown
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Every day, black women struggle with various issues from inadequate health care to inequality in pay. The Black Women’s Roundtable has issued a landmark report that examines all the major concerns of African-American women today. “Black Women in the United States, 2014″ was created to assess the overall conditions of black women in the U.S.

“Here we examine virtually the full spectrum of the black woman’s contemporary experience in America. And though, we find that on many accounts, significant progress has been made since key historical markers such as the 1964 Civil Rights Act, Brown v. Board of Education, and the onset of the War on Poverty, there are many areas that remain in need of dire national attention and urgent action,” states the report.

Here are some of the key findings.

Have You Ever Let Your Self-Esteem Sabotage Your Natural Hair?

April 1st, 2014 - By Madame Noire
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From Hello Beautiful 

Hello Beautiful: When did you first fall in love with your hair?

Tamara of Natural Hair Rules: It was a Sunday afternoon…just joking! I don’t know the exact day and time. But I do remember feeling this sense of accomplishment because I had a natural hair breakthrough. I had just discovered the Denman Brush and Giovanni Direct Leave-In Conditioner. With that duo I had achieved my first perfect wash and go. “This is what I went natural for…”, I thought to myself. I probably even screamed it out loud.

HB: What’s some hair advice you’d give to your 14-year-old self?

Tamara: My 14-year-old self had a professional stylist that she called mom. So I don’t really have any hair advice for 14-year old me but I do have self-esteem advice. “It’s ok to be…” At that time I believe my ‘be’ was to be unique. I tried so hard to fit in but I still stood out. Tried to be what I thought everyone else wanted me to be. I was the girl with long, pretty hair. I put a lot of pressure on myself and began to identify with my hair. It wasn’t until I decide to go natural, did I shred everyone’s perception of me. I also found myself delivered from other people’s opinions. (Or so I thought. You know, it’s a daily battle I believe all women fight.)

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From Janie Crawford To Sula: Black Female Characters In Fiction We Love And Hate

March 24th, 2014 - By Zainab Karim
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There is an array of black female characters in fiction that are great topics of discussion — some for good reasons, others not so much. Here are some of the most controversial leading ladies from our favorite novels that we love and hate.

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Source: Lionsgate

Rue, The Hunger Games 

Though Rue was little and often seen as no competition, she proved herself to be agile and full of surprises. It was her small stature that allowed her the ability to get close to the competition to find out their strengths and weaknesses. Those who read the book before seeing the movie were well aware of Rue’s fate, but we still rooted for her until the end. She was a character that helped us learn about trust, love and sacrifice.


Is Racism Making Black Women Fat?

March 13th, 2014 - By Charing Ball
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According to new research, Paula Deen’s famous Krispy Kreme Bread Pudding might be laced with a secret ingredient, which might be also helping you to pack on the pounds: racism.

The research, which was conducted by investigators from the Slone Epidemiology Center at Boston University, has found that black women, who frequently experienced racism also had a higher risk of obesity than their less disenfranchised and oppressed counterparts.The findings, which currently appear online in the American Journal of Epidemiology, are based on data from a previous study, which survey 59,000 African-American women under the age of 40, over a course of 12-years about various lifestyle factors including height, weight and experiences of racism.

According to MedicalXpress, participants were asked in 1997 and again in 2009 to rate the frequency of “everyday”racism, including experiences like receiving poorer service in restaurants and stores, and if they had been treated unfairly because of their race on the job, in housing or by the police. Researchers found that women, who rated high frequencies of everyday racism in both 1997 and 2009 were 69 percent more likely to become obese compared to those black women, who rated low levels of racism.

According to statistics from the US Department of Health and Human Services’ Office of Minority Health, black women on average have the highest rates of being overweight or obese compared to any other groups in the U.S. About four out of five African American women, or about 80 percent, are overweight or obese. Another recent study suggests one of the reasons behind the obesity disparities in black women is that, on average, must work harder to lose the same amount of weight than their white counterparts (seven pounds to one to be exact).

However this is the first time a study has tied racism to weight. According to research, racism does offer other health disadvantages including stress, depression, high blood pressure, cancer and even the common cold. According to this article in The Root, two recent Emory University studies show a connection between the stress from experiencing racism and high child mortality rates as well as learning disabilities among African-American children born prematurely. And according to this 2009 article in USA Today, the findings for one study, which first appeared in the American Journal of Public Health, shows that fifth-graders, who feel they’ve been mistreated because of their skin color are much more likely to have symptoms of mental disorders, especially depression.

Granted, the white man didn’t tell you to eat the whole dish of that Krispy Kreme bread pudding. However Paula Deen did invent it so…IN all seriousness, it is not unlikely to assume that racism can play a role in your weight. Stress eating is real. And so are food deserts and racial disparities in diagnosis, treatment and follow up of patients. Plus racism effects other aspects of your life including economically and socially, so why not your heath, in particular your weight?


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