You Can't Touch My Hair
This was the first time I ever had Amazon send me an email rejecting my book review on her book that I just finished. I read it over carefully and got to the sixth rule when I figured out what I did wrong, the rule was about inappropriate language. So I pulled up my review and saw I had used the word bullshit on how she did not take any. Usually I'm careful when I'm doing this, but the spirit of this book made me stray enough to get my 45 word review on this very enlightening book rejected by Amazon.
I would like to for off a short message telling Phoebe Robinson how much I enjoyed her book when books written by entertainers are nothing more than ego boosters. This 31 year old black woman (at the time the book was published) wrote one of the most honest, no bullshit books...oh no please read the rest of this review...of any book I have read. I got it off of Amazon, because the look in her eye told me there was something in this book that was worth reading. I was right. In all of this hoopla, I've lost track of what the main issue is behind it, with the left and the right duking it out using rhetoric, but in all of it, once again the voice of the oppressed is silenced in our righteous outrage. Ms. Robinson does not pull any punches and tells it like it is clearing my head of all the bullsh...I mean bull-do-do that has accumulated since this whole thing started. In one of her jobs, the director called her "uppity" and the word was meaningless to me, because I'm white, but to her there is a second unspoken word that goes along with uppity when you are black...yes, the N-word. A light went on, because I've been warned about my blind spot, but now I must deal with a racial deafness (My words). Other things were said that seemed harmless from my perspective, but for a black woman can be soul crushing, especially to young women who are just starting out in the world.
Her "angry black woman" section was also thought provoking as she pointed out there weren't that many roles for a black woman to play once they are out on their own. The freedom to become who you want to be just isn't available to women of color and not always black either. The title comes from her ranting about how black people choose to wear their hair based on celebrities from Michael Jordan to Haley Berry and though I wasn't into this at the start, by the time i was finished with the chapter i was hooked.
She ended the book to her niece who is half white and half black. These letters were so honest and heart wrenching at the same time, I was thrown into another reality I was not aware of, she addressed Olivia's name, her blackness, her gender, and her whiteness warning her that neither side may accept her and she will be further hindered by her womanhood where men still make the rules about how things are in the world.
From her words, Phoebe Robinson must have been hurt badly with how the world treated her when she got on her own, but with her comedy talent, she was able to turn it into her favor. Wouldn't it be great if everybody could learn to do that. If you need some no bullsh..oops There I go again, this book will flat out bring it. Strap yourself in, it's going to be a bumpy ride.