Friday, July 11, 2014

Skin Politics: Danger and Controversy

Do You Know These People?
Years ago, a strange saying circulated throughout the black community illustrating the skin politics that lingers from slavery. "If you're white you're all right. If you're brown stick around, but if you're black stay back." It may surprise some, but the doggerel poetry originated in the black community long ago and reflects the unsubtle preoccupation with skin color among African Americans. 


History

Although skin color among Africa slaves was predominately dark brown to nearly black, concern about color came about as a direct result of miscegenation. Although the term is commonly associated with African slavery in the United States, it came about much sooner than the kidnapping of blacks from Africa as the first blacks arrived in 1619 as indentured servants. Black and white indentured servants worked for a specific number of years and were then freed. The lives of black and white indentured servants were similar at this time. They worked side by side; they lived together in the same dwellings and fraternized after their labors. They also married and had children together.[1]

According to the Merriam-Webster dictionary, miscegenation is defined as a mixture of races; especially: marriage, cohabitation or sexual intercourse between a white person and a member of another race. During slavery, miscegenation between white and blacks was strictly prohibited. Although forbidden, instances of sexual intercourse between white and black occurred and usually without black female consent.

In the United States, whites saw themselves as superior and all others as subordinate or inferior. This practice was termed hypodescent. During American slavery, the word meant the automatic assignment of children of a white and union between members of different ethnic groups to subordinate status. Progeny of these usually forced incidents became mulattos. However, as the children of forbidden relations matured there was intermarriage between mulattos producing quadroons (a person of one-quarter African ancestry and a Caucasian parent). Octoroon meant a person with one-eighth African ancestry and one white parent.


Perceptions and Reality

Focus on skin color came early during slavery as mixed children of slave owners received better consideration than slaves with pure African blood. The difference was not lost on unmixed slaves as the children of slave master often received hostile treatment from regular field hands. The politics of skin came early for African slaves. Many slaves were children of well-to-do white fathers and many were recognized and sponsored by their fathers. Once free, Negroes of lighter skin color came to dominate the free black community both in numbers and influence.

Because of the better treatment, former slaves often focused on marriage to a lighter skinned black in order to have a lighter child, which was seen as an asset in the black community as fair-skinned Negroes seemed to obtain better jobs and treatment. Even black sexuality did not escape the effects of skin politics as lighter skinned men and women tended to have their choice of marriageable partners. Whether it was the benefit of better jobs or prized romantic interests, skin color has long been an issue in the black community.


Skin Lighteners

Skin lightening or whitening creams have met with controversy in the black community where many claim that such products lead to confused identities and devaluations of traditional cultures. With portions of the black community “skin lightening” is considered to be brought about by a combination of self-hatred, European ideas of beauty and a desire to be accepted by greater society to create better opportunities. How much of this is true remains open to question, but the reality of skin bleaching is tangible and often produces unexpected results.

The skin lightening industry is a multi-million dollar industry, but the economic leads many to give legitimacy to the business of changing skin color, as most creams are a dangerous concoction of chemicals such as steroids, hydroquinone and tretinoin. The long-term use of these drug cocktails can lead to permanent pigmentation changes, skin cancer, liver damage, mercury poisoning and many others.

Yet, the formulations of these products are shrouded in mystery and awareness of their hazardous effects is low. Nearly 30 per cent of long-term users report adverse effects as most skin lightening creams contain mainly two chemicals, hydroquinone or mercury.[2] Mercury is poisonous and can cause permanent damage the nervous system. Mercury poisoning is still known today as 'Mad Hatter's disease as it used to be used in the making of hats. The chemical affected the nervous systems of hatters, causing them to tremble and appear insane. Toxic levels of mercury can also lead to kidney damage and may lead to psychiatric disorders. In addition, it can lead to severe birth defects. [3]

Other chemicals include topical steroids, which can hypertension, elevated blood sugar and suppression of the body’s natural steroids. The steroid corticosteroid used in some bleaching creams can result in Cushing's disease, a malfunction of the adrenal glands leading to an overproduction of cortisol. Other side effects include increased appetite and weight gain, deposits of fat in chest, face, upper back, and stomach, swelling, slowed healing of wounds, osteoporosis, cataracts, acne, muscle weakness, thinning of the skin and more. [4]

Consumers wrongly assumed that all ingredients were disclosed on labels. “There’s a basic assumption that there’s some truth in labeling,” said Dr. David McDaniel, a dermatologist in Virginia Beach and a director of the Skin of Color Research Institute at Hampton University (a historically black college). “That’s a false assumption for the skin-lightening market.”[5]

Skin lightning is not relegated to the African American community as countries as diverse as Senegal, India and the Philippines skin lightning is promoted as a way to elevate one’s social standing. India has a thriving fairness industry and fairness creams are reportedly the most popular in the unfettered skin care market. In 2003, Dr S. Allen Counter of Harvard Medical School reported that the high levels of mercury found in people, but particularly women, from Mexico, Saudi Arabia and in Tanzania in East Africa related to the use of skin lightening creams.[6] Allen also reported that 96% of over 300 patients in the Southwestern United States that have higher than normal mercury levels were female and all had used skin lightening products; likewise 90% of women tested in clinics in Arizona who were Mexican-American had been using the same products.[7]


Discrimination?

It’s not some fantasy. There is prejudice against dark-skinned people, especially women in the so-called marriage market. Interestingly, prejudice often surfaces among members of the same ethnic groups and races. For the longest, in the African American community light skin was considered more attractive, better accepted and led to superior opportunities. Fairer, lighter skin is highly valued in some countries such as Asia and India.


Men

A small percentage of men also use bleaching creams. Former Chicago Cubs slugger, Sammy Sosa, has a noticeable change of skin color. Sosa, a Dominican-born American citizen, told a reporter from ESPN that he had used a cream nightly to “soften” his skin and that it had bleached it, too.[8]

Given that chemical skin lightening has a range of serious side effects, the best advice would be to stay clear of such products and be happy to be in your skin.[9]





[1] Linda Allen Bryant, Slavery and Miscegenation in America, The Legacy of West Ford, http://www.westfordlegacy.com/History/slavedoc.html 

[2] Nalini Ravichandran, Skin whitening creams can cause long-term damage, doctors warn, Daily News, August 4, 2013, http://www.dailymail.co.uk/indiahome/indianews/article-2384456/Skin-whitening-creams-cause-long-term-damage-doctors-warn.html#ixzz31yQIvPd7 

[3] Dr. S. Allen Counter, Whitening skin can be deadly, Boston Globe, December 16, 2003, http://www.boston.com/news/globe/health_science/articles/2003/12/16/whitening_skin_can_be_deadly/ 

[4] Lynn Berry, The Dangers of Using Skin Lightening Creams, March 27, 2008, http://www.naturalnews.com/022893_skin_dangers_products.html#ixzz379p8lTcA 

[5] Catherine Saint Louis, Creams Offering Lighter Skin May Bring Risks, New York Times, January 15, 2010, 

[6] Lynn Berry, The Dangers of Using Skin Lightening Creams, March 27, 2008, http://www.naturalnews.com/022893_skin_dangers_products.html#ixzz379p8lTcA 

[7] Dr. S. Allen Counter, Whitening skin can be deadly, Boston Globe, December 16, 2003, http://www.boston.com/news/globe/health_science/articles/2003/12/16/whitening_skin_can_be_deadly/ 

[8] Enrique Rojas, Sosa: Cream has bleached skin, Sports ESPN, November 10, 2009 


[9] Simon Pitman, Medical research highlights dangers of skin lightening, Cosmetics Design, February 15, 2008, 

http://www.cosmeticsdesign-europe.com/Formulation-Science/Medical-research-highlights-dangers-of-skin-lightening?utm_source=copyright&utm_medium=OnSite&utm_campaign=copyright

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

A Blues Lament

by Don Barbera, Ó1999

Let me play the blues for you, that Chicago urban blues, that good old down-home, gutbucket, ass kicking, foot-stomping, guitar riffing, rat-a-tat-tat shuffling blues. I mean the “My woman done left me,” Birmingham backbeat, Memphis boiling, smooth walking bass playing, back in the alley blues. Now, that’s just about one mile down the road from heaven.

It can put your emotions in the air. It can take life’s frustrations, loses and put them into words easy to understand. The blues is an emotional translator. It makes sense of the confusion we feel, but can’t express. It stretches into the depths of our soul and drains the pool.

The blues are alive and live in the darkest closets of our souls, away from the light of day and prying eyes. The blues are a mirage, never appearing as they are. It disguises itself in cloaks of anger, aggressive behavior and reckless exploits. Often, the blues appear under the cover of kindness, loving attention and religious fervor.

No one particular thing sparks the blues. It might be the loss of a job, losing your man or woman, or just the daily pressure of fickle society make the blues come alive. It’s like having a personal storm cloud hanging over your head all day—it may never rain, but you can’t break free from the feeling that something is going to happen sooner or later and, whatever it is, it’s not going to be good.


The blues is no respecter of person, gender or station. The blues is your life. At some point in our lives, we all experience the blues. Psychiatrists and regular folk call it depression, but no matter what name you hang on it—it’s still the blues. 

Saturday, June 1, 2013


Poema del CARNAVAL

A de Don Ramon Barbera, 1999

 

Todo el año, espero el carnaval.

Espero su festivital ruidoso,

Esperando asu muchedumbre bulliciosa. 

Espero a todo aquel que encienda las calles.

El carnaval atrae el encantamiento,

La sensualidad y fragmentos de romance.

La correas y los brillos de la plata

encienden un rango de caras

los patois de las voces acordadas

concluyendo la ambulation de la samba

el tangoneo de los timbales en cada esquina,

vistiendo cador cara en cortinas brillantes.

Una celebración de la luz y sonido.

Feminidad un banquete para los ojos marrones.

Discernir almas cerca del hogar,

A lo lejos bastante lejos a la entrada

se hipnotiza con miradas fijas  y exóticas

y el lenguaje que se sacude musicalmente hablando,

secandos los labios,

en las acometidas lisas como el ángel que baja.

Esperando este momento,

cuando mis ojos sobrepasan sus límites

y saben que todavía estoy viviendo

sin embargo la realidad de las marcas

de la fantasia un resplandor encantador,

de la música brasileña y del aire lleno de feminidad.

Amo el carnaval. Un sueño para un soñador viene de verdad.

Un sueño para aurar la súplica.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

The Swing




During the day light hours, the swing hung from the enameled ceiling swaying in the torrid zephyrs of another Southeastern Kansas summer. Sometimes after the sun passed overhead, an errant gust made it sway ever so slowly, undulating to an arid rhythm no one heard. All day, every day, the swing sat in silence watching over the neighborhood.

When the sun finally dropped beneath the horizon, the swing became a teenage attraction as thrilling as a ride at the carnival. Surrounded by a wooden rail, the swing hovered over the open porch inviting all bold enough to approach, because at night “she” sat there, the Queen of the Night. Every summer she sat with her court as young men came to win her charms. He saw them all and wished he was among them but he knew he was too young for consideration.

Although she didn’t know it, she was the first female ever to arouse him directly. She probably didn’t even remember the occasion, but he never forgot. A fresh coat of gray enamel had the swing shining and smelling of new paint when it happened. The night was one of those star-spangled Kansas evenings when the moon is close enough to kiss and she alone in the swing.

Admiring her in the darkness from across the street, he imagined her semi-sweet chocolate skin and her dark dancing eyes. In the faint light from the porch window, he could make out the soft curve of her thigh and the gentle uplift of her breasts.

Feeling unusually bold, he crossed the street, walked up, and sat next to her in the swing. His presence didn’t startle her. They had been friends for as long as either could remember. Unknown to her his friendship stretched much deeper. That night he told how exactly how much deeper, but as he knew, the feeling wasn’t mutual. She let him down gently, but firmly. Nevertheless, he felt good about it all because he had the nerve to tell her. Despite her compassionate effort to let him down easy, she inadvertently ignited a flame that the gentle breeze from the swing only enhanced.

When she talked, she moved close and accidentally the bare skin of her leg touched him. If she moved by the touching experience she never showed it, but he felt liquid fire race through his veins, heat his face and settle in his loins with a warm fullness. As she leaned forward to comfort him, her breast brushed against his arm.

In that accidental moment, he turned suddenly and pressed his lips against hers. Her lips were soft and sweet. For a brief instant, she returned the kiss as he felt her tongue touch his in a searching manner and then, it was over. Without saying a word, she got up from the swing and went inside, leaving him alone with his thoughts swaying in the breeze to the soft squeak of the wooden seat.

He knew that she wouldn’t be coming back. So, he left, but when he did, he took something with him. When he looked back the empty swing still stirred in the night breeze, but the light in the window died. That night was the last time she sat in the swing alone.

Life moved on since then but that moment stills fans an eternal ember. The rush of throbbing passion still swings barely out of reach. It is tantalizing, swinging like a pendulum in his mind heightening imagined reality even more. The heat of that summer night still penetrates. The soft touch of young thighs lingers. The dreams unspoken and the deeds undone remain warm fantasies. In some ways, it is the best of all worlds.
There is no disappointment, only pleasant memories. There are no angry encounters, only pleasant thoughts. No reality to spoils it. It is clear a thought that makes the mouth water, the legs tighten and the body tingle.

It is locked in another world and now it is among the purest of loves—a love that can’t be ruined by the close contact of human frailty. That swing is long gone now due to the ravages of time and neglect. Yet, in his heart it is still as steady as that first night breeze many summers ago.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Thursday, December 15, 2011

King of the Jungle


Donald R Barbera, 2001

Forgive me if I not humble, when words start to rumble, I’m the baddest in the jungle.

but lions are loquacious, for someone so bodacious, that’s why I slap their faces

with a heavy communiqué, that keeps them in disarray.

Making monkeys chatter paragraphs, I be leaping over verb giraffes

with my presupposition, wthout any superstition to complete my juxtaposition

of sentences, phrases and prose, even forgetting the elephants knows

I’ll ride him like Hannibal; being lexicon programmable,

saying anything imaginable, ‘cause I’m a declarative animal,

growling when chimps be spittin’ lame, trying to compute the game, but it’s not the same.

When they rag out bustin’ sexual, can’t spar with blows ineffectual

with no capacity to go toe to toe, hoping to catch up with the blow;

making their position precarious, when I’m nefarious, a known word terrorist;

lambaste with straight in the face, slap a gorilla upside the head,

make him wish he was dead. Was it something that I said?

Don’t misconceive, if you underachieve.

It’s all adolescent, prepubescent, you need an anti-depressant

soothing these crunch body blows, where it all shows, but who knows

what they’re saying? I don’t be playing.

With words in disrepair, mine shine like a solitaire.

I’m a jungle conglomerate, and that’s why I’m dominant

over the monkey and the chimp and the nappy head lion too,

because they all be in awe, force them to raise a paw

and know I’m a word legislator, and that’s just my nature,

to reenact as a matter of fact skills, drills and will fulfill

the rest of the verbiage story; without a worry or hurry

where, others masquerade, in the word parade, displayed

as highly prophylactic, trying to be didactic, but mostly anticlimactic

because when it’s all in place, there ain’t no extra space

for rhinos or zebras to fuss, they just get on the bus

because they all know I’m-----the Rappapotomus.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Personal Communications

In my family being “right” proved to be a major obstacle in negotiating anything, a consequence of male members “knowing everything,” a constant point of complaint with my paternal grandmother. My grandfather did not care who he pissed off as long as he made the point that he was right, which in many cases he wasn’t. Making it even worse was his inability to see or admit that he was wrong and his refusal to move on with life.
When I decided to move into the area of personal relations, I had many ideas of what constitutes a great relationship, how to maintain a relationship, and how to avoid a bad relationship. Although there are numerous ways to jeopardize a relationship one of the most common is insistence on being right. Both men and women do it and it is equally disruptive and nonproductive in both cases.
First, no one is always right. Second, when it comes to relationships the insistence on being right is a good way to end up alone as it is inconsiderate of a partner and rude at the very least. Compromise is a term I do not particularly care for because it implies giving up something desirable. Instead, I prefer making smart decisions.
Thinking someone is an idiot is your prerogative, but speaking that idea to someone’s face could result in serious repercussions. It is never a good idea to wave pork chops while walking in a lion’s den just as always speaking the truth may not always be a good idea even though it is the truth. The person you are speaking with may indeed be other world ugly. They may also possess a hair-trigger temper and carry a gun, a situation that may not bode well for the truth speaker.
Good communication is important in building and growing any relationship. One of the largest communication issues is unwillingness to accept responsibility. People quite often come into a relationship with problems that only are issues for them. Yet, they can poison any hope of smooth sailing. The sad fact is that nearly everyone has bad experiences in their life that mark them forever, but every individual makes a choice whether to move forward or dwell in the past. Those that choose to live in the past or insist on being right and make excuses about their failure to move forward alienate those they care about most and end up alone.
Basic Advice: If you know saying something will hurt someone you love—do not say it. It is a cardinal rule for communication and relationship building. When in doubt, shut your mouth. Being right in relationships is playing with fire. Knowing when to hold’m and when to fold’m makes the difference in relationship success.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Dating Countdown for Men

Listen up all you males looking for women! 


The Author Donald R Barbera
The results are in and clearly, there are some things men need to avoid on the dating scene. Here are the top ten turnoffs for women you might be hoping to date along with some advice from both men and women that may help you avoid being turned down, talked about behind your back and worse, being talked about to your face.  In a recent survey I conducted where I asked what makes some men un-dateable and the poll participants didn’t bite their tongues or pull any punches. Moving right into the survey all you men that don’t practice good hygiene:
  1. James Brown can make it funky, but funky men are out! Neither men nor women want to be with you or even around you. Out of all the categories, stinky men stunk up the joint so bad that second place wasn’t even close. This is a “we’re number one” rating you don’t want. If you have real friends they should let you know that you need to bathe and use deodorant. Tied in with aromatic repellents was bad breath. If your breath is strong enough to do chin-ups on, you have a problem. It might be  a sigtn of a dental problem. If that is the case get off your ass and get yourself to the dentist's office. Otherwise, a toothbrush is too easy to find and use. Nowadays, they even have miniature toothbrushes in a package that easily fits into your pocket. It already has toothpaste on it. All you have to do is USE it! So, there is no reason to go anyplace with dragon breath.
  2. All you saggers and draggers let it be known that no one wants to see your nasty ass! Young gay men in the poll said it looked nasty and ghetto. Women came down hard saying that saggers looked like prison chain-gang members you see on the side of the road picking up trash. Although profiling by the police is forbidden, we all know it happens and saggers invite police attention. If yo0u don't want to constantly be on Law & Order, get smart--pull up your draws! Interestingly, COPS regularly shows footage of saggers trying to run with one hand holding up their pants and losing the foot race as their pants turn them into crippled penguins.
  3. You like to drink? The survey says you put your dating life in serious jeopardy with too much drinking. Being drunk is unacceptable and usually unforgiveable. So, while you get your drink on there are women watching you and crossing you off their list of potential candidates. Drinking was one of the most repeated items that made a man un-dateable. Combined with this category were illegal drugs. "Childish and foolish" were the two things said most often about men involved with illegal drugs. With the job market as flimsy as it is men need clear heads and mind.
  4. Underemployed men came in fourth. Women don’t like single men without a job. Of course, that means that if you have no money, you have no chance. Women don’t like a broke-ass man. Combined with unemployed, lack of ambition and lazy were definitely were one-way tickets to “kicked to the curb.” Even worse were men unwilling to work. This entire group ranked among the useless and worthless crew. Included in this hot mess were men with no plans and no goals. Is the message dropping through? Figure out something to do with your life including work! It's hard out there for a pimp, but a pimp is working. Find you some honest work. Manual Labor is a visitor from south of the border, it is--let me make an introduction--meet a job!
  5. Fingernails hit it big! Everything from dirty fingernails and chewed fingernails to one long finger nail on the little finger and clear fingernail polish put men on the endangered species list. Many that supplied comments said hands were the first things they looked at when talking to a man. Gentlemen wash your bleeping hands and trim your damn nails. If you have the money, get a manicure. By the way, the long fingernail on the pinky played out with Superfly. Long nails belong on women and animals, otherwise keep them short and clean.
  6. Men hooked on sports. This one came as surprise, but evidently plenty of women see it as a problem. Of course, body painting for sports events is a no-no, but men over-involved in watching sports is a turn off to many women as the ranking shows. Attitudes because your team lost are seen as childish, as is screaming at the television and wearing clothes better suited for the gym or college reunion. A sports weekend is a waste of relationship time. Friday night football, Saturday College football and Sunday pro football may make you happy, but when hoping to date a woman, it’s like garlic breath—it keeps everyone away.
  7. Nasty homes or apartments. You'll never get her back to your place again if you are a nasty housekeeper. Nastiness includes unwashed clothes stacked around like decoration, filthy toilets and no toilet paper, dirty showers and stains that have a carbon date. Not washing your hands when leaving the bathroom is a killer. Dude, women have eyes, ears and noses and can smell a nasty ass a mile away. Cars caught some of the displeasure with this one as most said a nasty car inside or out was a definite date killer. This one should be easy to avoid, but some of you are pigs and the only farm animals that interest women are on Facebook’s Farmville or a cash cow.
  8. Got a filthy mouth? Then scratch yourself off the list. Cursing demonstrates low intelligence, bad manners and disrespect to many women. Your titty bar raps need to stay there and it would probably be a good idea for you to do the same. Foul language is for the birds and definitely inhibits dating. Wise up and shut up!
  9. Mean dogs or girlie dogs didn’t light any fires on the survey. Rottweiler’s, Pit Bulls, Dobermans and other dogs known to be vicious kill the romantic cycle.  Little “girlie” dogs for a man were also considered a turn off. German Shepherds and Labs were well-liked. A word to the wise is usually sufficient, but for the unusually dense don’t buy a dog that you can’t take to the park in peace and maybe attract a few women your way.
  10. If your mama runs your life—forget about it! Mama’s boys are as good as kryptonite with Superman; they repel women like the Orkin man. A man that checks on his mother is admired while a man that follows motherly advice concerning women is like limburger cheese—nice taste but repulsive.

Cheer up men because there are some women that will date any of these types, but when you seek a woman of quality, according to those surveyed you won't even make the short list. Like I said , there are women who will date you even with all of the above problems, BUT know this, a woman that puts up with more than three of these things might make you sorry you ever said a word. And that's all I got to say about that. Next week, we’ll look at what turns men off about women when it comes to dating!