The Best of "The Way I See It" and Other Political Writings (1989-2010). Jamala Rogers
during the colonial period. This, and more, is what I discovered when I began the research for the article. The research also affirmed for me the important role of hair for black women all over the world and its impact on our notion of beauty. African women do more with their hair and heads than women of any other culture. We have historically put beads, jewels and other forms of adornment in our hair. And yes, even sometimes color from berries or clay has been added to enhance the beauty of a black woman’s hair. Since our capture and transport to the North America shores, our obsession with hair didn’t stop, but it was sure affected by European standards of beauty, from straightening to hair color. Sadly enough, nappy hair is now almost a fad.
A fad implies consumer manipulation for profit and big business it is. African-Americans spend 50-60% more on hair products than white consumers. Black women alone spend over a billion dollars annually on hair. Madam C.J. Walker became the first black, female millionaire from the straightening of nappy hair. Move over, Sister Walker. White manufacturers like Alberto-Culver and Revlon have gotten control of more than half the market for black hair care products. If L’Oreal is successful in acquiring the makers of Dark and Lover, they will dominate 2/3 of the market share of black hair color products. Koreans didn’t sit around watching the dollars pass them by. They now own 60% of all the beauty supply stores in this country, most of which were black-owned at one time. How black folks let the lucrative hair care industry slip from their fingers is the subject of another column.
Jamala has worn the natural look from Afros to cornrows
to dreadlocks. Clockwise: Jamala during her college years
(1969), then much later (2008). Here David Kaczynski and
Jamala share concerns about the death penalty on his visit to
St. Louis. At the time, they both headed up local chapters of the
National Coalition to Abolish the Death Penalty. (2002)
It has been about eighteen months since I cut my dreadlocks. In some ways, the reaction to the cut was as dramatic as when I started the locks fifteen years ago. I thought I was going to have to give some folks CPR. For many, the change was so radical they didn’t even recognize me - including my own mama! While I have worn various forms of natural hair for the past thirty five years, it was the locks that got to enjoy the most years on my head. Partly because of the resistance by the backward St. Louis culture, I was determined not to let anybody, whether they were black or white, dis nappy hair or discriminate against it. That took much longer than I thought. But the bigger reason for keeping them for so long was the fascination I developed in watching them grow. Each lock had its own personality, its own shape and length. I’m sure other “dreads” can attest to this.
Black people - sisters and brothers - do take their hair seriously. That is part of our African culture and history. What we need to take more seriously is reclaiming the market. I can think of a lot of things we can do with a billion- plus dollars in our communities.
Michael, Rest in Peace:
The Human Being Beyond the Tabloids
June, 2009
Some of us knew it was coming - we just didn’t know when. Given Michael Jackson’s complicated life, there was a sense that he would never reach his sunset years. The King of Pop is another victim of what I call “vampirism”; we just suck the spiritual blood out of our public heroes and sheroes until they are emaciated human shells.
Concert promoters, AEG Live, originally contracted with MJ for 10 performances billed as the “This Is It” tour. Their greed was the air that ballooned the number to 50, which Michael reluctantly agreed to do - not wanting to disappoint the demanding fans and needing the cash. The rigors of getting in shape for that kind of exhausting tour, coupled with Michael’s alleged prescription drug abuse, may have been the wind that pushed him over the cliff. Don’t feel sorry for these vultures losing money on the concert; they will be releasing a DVD from Michael’s last rehearsal and stand to make a ton of money.
While the media and other detractors will focus on Michael’s self-mutilation, self-medication and bizarre behavior, I fear that his unparallel vision and accomplishments will be overshadowed. If we are true fans (and I am), we must sum up his painful life lessons and carry on his true mission.
“He belongs to us and we shared him with everybody else.” Those were the proprietary words of Jamie Foxx, as the BET Awards program paid tribute to the musical icon. Black folks understood that Jackson would transcend the racial boundaries imposed upon all of us by a racist society. One white fan disclosed that Michael Jackson was the only black artist to which, while growing up, her mother would allow her to listen.
Michael was a precocious child whose charm, wit, generosity and genius manifested quickly. At twelve years old, he was asked what he would do if he had $1 million dollars and his quick answer was “invest”. His talents included singer, songwriter, record producer, musical arranger, dancer, choreographer, actor, author, businessman, philanthropist, inventor (did you know he patented the anti- gravity lean seen in the video “Smooth Criminal”?) He inspired hordes of up and coming artists around the world.
While most of us were satisfied with being entertained by him, Michael was busy staking out his place in history as a cultural icon. Self-dubbed as the King of Pop, it seemed like a move by Michael to ensure that the title went to a black person, since the other King titles went to white men. Who would have had the insight to make such a move and actually be deserving of the title? His negotiations to receive the highest royalty per album and the Beatles’ collection are examples of his brilliant business savvy. Nonetheless, his earnings were eclipsed by his extravagant spending habits.
Michael’s musical contributions have made him the undisputed greatest entertainer of all times. With 13 Grammy Awards, 13 number one singles in his solo career, the sale of over 750 million albums worldwide, and on and on make him the world’s best selling pop male solo. His Thriller album still holds the coveted title of top selling album of all time. Jackson is a double honoree at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. He is a phenomenon extraordinaire.
MJ often pushed the traditional boundaries because he stepped to a different drummer. He completely changed the genre of record videos, developing creative story lines, amazing special effects and unbelievable dance routines. He was an innovator that always left his mark, just so people knew he had been there. His performances were out-of-this world experiences for any age group.
Frequently buried were Michael’s contributions to over thirty charities, most devoted to children. His sensitivity to suffering, inequities and injustices were real and heartfelt. He traveled the world and gave his voice and his money to causes such as AIDS, hunger and the environment, to name a few. When Pepsi settled the lawsuit that arose out of filming the infamous commercial where Michael was burned, MJ donated the entire $1.5 million to the burn unit where he was treated. The Brotman Medical Center made a decision to rename the unit in Jackson’s honor.
I have often said that Michael seemed trapped in the body of an adolescent, white boy. The more tortured he became on the inside, the more perverted his outward appearance and behavior became. But a young, idealistic fan I talked to over the weekend had a different take: Michael was trying to embody (literally) his own concept about humanity, a world that should blur the lines between race, gender, abilities, etc. so that they are seen as one. Interesting.
So when these media hounds and exploiters are diggin’, trashin’, and dissin’ the King of Pop, let us be reminded of what Michael was really all about. Go back and look at videos like The Earth Song. Let us recommit ourselves to a vision of peace and justice, humming to the music of We are the World. His legacy is more than just nose jobs and moonwalks.
Gem of St. Louis: At Home with Othello
February, 2008