“my rage intensifies because i am not a victim, it burns in my psyche with an intensity that creates clarity. it is a constructive healing rage… [it is] a way for us to learn to see clearly.” – bell hooks
POINTS OF ACTION WHAT YOU CAN DO BESIDES DONATING 1) CONTACT REPRESENTATIVES 2) BOYCOTT: ORGANIZED ACTION 3) EDUCATE: YOURSELF & OTHERS 4) PARTICIPATE: DEMONSTRATIONS & VIGILS
IF YOU HAVE COME HERE TO HELP ME, YOU ARE WASTING YOUR TIME. BUT IF YOU HAVE COME BECAUSE YOUR LIBERATION IS BOUND UP WITH MINE, THEN LET US WORK TOGETHER.
– LILLA WATSON
I WILL ALWAYS BE ON THE SIDE OF THOSE WHO HAVE NOTHING AND WHO ARE NOT EVEN ALLOWED TO ENJOY THE NOTHING THEY HAVE IN PEACE.
– FEDERICO GARCÍA LORCA
This post was originally uploaded on April 28, 2024. Links have been continuously updated and more are added every week.
From the villainization of Drag to the overturning of Roe v. Wade, the LGBTQ+ community, BIPOC individuals, and Women/AFAB people are being attacked.
June 2022 was my first time being in my hometown of Houston to truly experience Pride as a bisexual queer woman. I was excited, but over the past six years, since Trump began his presidential run, I have learned to not get my hopes up. The night Trump won the presidential election in 2016, I was in shambles. A senior in high school, not 18 yet and unable to vote, I felt powerless and I knew, I just knew in my soul something important was going to be taken away on a legislative level. That time has come.
Since the 7-2 Roe v. Wade decision in 1973 that gave women and AFAB people the right to obtain an abortion in this country, and that states could not pose an “undue burden” on women, Conservatives have been gunning and plotting to have this overturned. There are people who cried tears of joy about all the “innocent lives that are going to be saved” that they will never have to personally take responsibility for. None are crying over the real loss of life which will occur due to this decision. Not all anti-abortion people are a monolith, however, I have seen many people try to pose an anti-abortion argument to me of which I could make logical sense. I have gone on Tik Tok live streams and been a part of politically charged organizations and student groups with people who have varying opinions on the right to abortion/ right to choose; I have tried to see the other side.
I am pro-abortion. I am pro-you-do-not-have-to-give-me-a-reason because I am not a doctor who specializes in OB/GYN medicine. No one through discourse or through my reading has been able to present an argument to ban abortions that would not require an entire restructuring of how women are treated in society, the foster system, federal child support, the housing market and urban development, and the healthcare system broadly. I’m not writing this because I am looking for my mind to be changed or to even explain the ins and outs of why abortion should NOT be a felony and should be legal, accessible to all, and not require further intervention beyond the patient and their doctor. The pro-abortion and pro-life position has gotten to a place where nearly 80% of Americans believe in a woman’s right to choose, but SCOTUS decided states should decide, knowing full well States already made their decisions to not care about the lives of women, transmen, disabled people, BIPOC and other marginalized AFAB people, because what group of individuals is the easiest and requires the least amount of empathy and resources: an unborn fetus.
RESOURCES FOR THE RIGHT TO CHOOSE
Delete period cycle and any other menstraul-related tracking apps.
Use cash when buying any medications or paying for any reproductive health services. Third-party retailers like Amazon are not known for their privacy when it comes to purchase data.
When purchasing retroactive birth control, if possible, leave your phone at home.
Do not hoard contraceptives. They have a shelf life, it looks suspicious, and honestly, too many people need them.
Be cautious of what you are communicating over text, social media, or any other direct messaging. Signal is an encrypted phone messaging app and Proton Mail for email. Do not store data locally on phone or the cloud, enable disappearing messages or regularly delete the data/cache.
When doing research for your reproductive health, use a VPN and TOR, not the incognito mode.
If you need to take an out-of-state trip, do not tell anyone the real state/destination of your trip.
Phones are easily trackable even when turned off. Enable Airplane mode and disable any Bluetooth.
Do not tell anyone where you are going and why. Even doctors or nurses as HIPAA is not an absolute defense as state and federal courts can subpoena this information in a criminal case (also HIPAA was based on the privacy laws put in place by Roe so take that into consideration.)
Be careful. This is now an illegal medical procedure.
If you are a person who suddenly finds yourself with a need to go to another state, a state that can provide the medical procedure you need or want, there are organizations equipped to do this. As much as a benevolent friend is great to have in these scary times, precautions need to be taken as abortion is becoming a first and second-degree felony and people who aid others in receiving an abortion will be charged with crimes as well.
Some people might say this is being extra or overly cautious, but this really is the reality we are facing. People have been imprisoned on murder charges in certain states– some for literal miscarriages.
stopspying.org/pregnancy-panopticon | May 24, 2022
The Drag Queens Too?
As an AFAB drag queen and performer, a long-time lover of drag as performance art, and an intersectional LGBTQIA+ activist, seeing drag become a scapegoat for “what is wrong with America” and be framed as “the real threat to our children” is nauseating.
Texas State Representative Brian Slaton announced not even a week into June 2022 that he was proposing legislation “to protect kids from being subjected to drag shows” where “perverted adults are obsessed with sexualizing young children.” After a video of a Drag Show went viral with children handing drag performers dollar bills with a large, neon sign reading “It’s Not Gonna Lick Itself!” I can understand how this particular instance could easily be manipulated to fill the role of how drag and even the LGBTQ+ community is ‘exposing’ children to sexual content. As a drag queen and performer myself who was born and raised in this state, I can see how Rep. Slaton and others have come to this conclusion. While not well-informed, I see how they got there.
My first question when I heard about this proposal was, respectfully, “wasn’t there a mass school shooting less than a week ago in south Texas.” On May 24th, Uvalde’s Robb Elementary School experienced what hundreds of other schools in the United States have experienced for over a decade: a school shooting, with an AR-15, and an incompetent, negligent police force.
Out of all the things a government representative could be doing after a tragedy, Rep. Slaton went out of his way to name a group of people, i.e. drag queens, as a viable threat against Texas children.
Conservatives, i.e. Republicans, Trumpers, Big-Lie-Supporters, or WHATEVER y’all want to be called when you don’t want LGBTQ+ people to be out and about, or AFAB people to choose what they want inside their bodies, or to even increase education funds, fix healthcare, or to be required by anyone to wear a goddamn mask during the highest points of the pandemic over the last couple years… I don’t care where you see yourself on the political spectrum.
But if you cannot see that Drag Queens are not the greatest threat to children, or that overturning Roe will result in deaths of ALREADY BREATHING HUMAN BEINGS, or that the LGBTQIA+ is not inherently filled with “groomers” looking to “indoctrinate children” into the community, or that may be an increase in background checks and requiring more licensing and continuous evaluation of gun owners… If you cannot bring yourself to find empathy for those who have been impacted by recent legislative moves and decisions, I hope you can at least find it in yourself to recognize that everyone involved is a human being the same as you.
With that I leave you with words from my Activist Sage, Valarie Kaur from her book See No Stranger which has guided me the last couple of years in my journey with Revolutionary Love.
Divine rage is fierce, disciplined, and visionary… The aim of divine rage is not vengeance but to reorder the world… Perhaps our task as human beings is to find safe containers for our raw reactionary rage and then choose to harness that energy in a way that creates a new world for all of us…
Stay with your sensations of your rage. You might notive tension, clenching, springing, heat. Notice the shape of your rage in your body, wherever it’s living— in your heart, your belly, your throat, your legs… Place your hand there. Breathe into it… Your rage is loaded with information and energy (Audre Lorde).
America’s greatest social movements were rooted in the solidarity that came from shared grieving. First people grieved together. Then they organized together… When people who have no obvious reason to love eachother come together to grieve, they can give birth to new relationships, even revolutions.
Over the past month, I have been honored to speak at two events in the spirit of inclusivity which have been labeled “sit-ins” to denote an important aspect of these demonstrations: minorities on Baylor’s campus are not going anywhere, and we will speak up even at the cost of making others uncomfortable.
This past semester I have been blessed to take part in a Biblical Heritage course taught by one of my favorite professors I have ever had at this university: Dr. Mike Whitenton. From the first day of my freshman year in the Baylor Interdisciplinary Core course World of Rhetoric I, where I met two of my dearest lifelong friends, to my senior year, Dr. Whitenton has been not only a mentor and a role model, but a confidant and inspiration. I could speak in lengths about him, and the course I have been taking this semester has given me all the more reason. “Biblical Heritage and Contemporary Ethical Issues: Interfaith Cooperation.” I had no idea how greatly this class would alter how I practice political discourse and my thought processes; I simply wanted to close out my time in the BIC with my favorite professor. To summarize the course, we will be looking at all different faith traditions and ways groups with differences on ultimate concerns can cooperate in society. Baylor is a society, a small private Southern Baptist society, but one nonetheless.
Looking back on my senior year of high school and that Brittany’s brainwashed love for this university, I did not realize the extent of Baylor’s conservative Baptist position. I knew that I would be attending Chapel my freshman year, there would be classes I would have to take where I’d have to read the Bible, which for someone who did not grow up in organized religion but was raised Christian/Lutheran would be new, and that the general atmosphere on campus would be Conservative Christian. I did not however research the university’s Statement on Human Sexuality which states:
“Temptations to deviate from this norm include both heterosexual sex outside of marriage and homosexual behavior. It is thus expected that Baylor students will not participate in advocacy groups which promote understandings of sexuality that are contrary to biblical teaching.“
Statement on Human Sexuality, Baylor University
I did not know that the university’s conservatism would apply so far as to block students of non-Christian faiths to be barred from being Community Leaders (Residential Advisors in the dorms), Line Camp Leaders, Student Regents, and from even creating a “Muslim Student Association” or “Jewish Student Association.” We do not have those student organizations here. However, Baylor loves to prop up their religious diversity during that first Chapel with PowerPoints and graphs dictating statistics of the religions students practice.
Obviously, as this Statement connects with me is that I am part of the LGBTQIA+ community. I have memories of my bisexuality being part of my identity from an extremely young age. In Middle School I found pride in allyship to the queer community, and around 14 or 15 started identifying as bisexual (I did use the term pansexual when I first came out but later found “bisexual” more comfortable to me). Here at Baylor I was ushered into the then Sexual Identity Forum, or SIF, which was the only unofficial/official LGBTQIA+ club or student group on campus, period. Now called Gamma Alpha Upsilon (ΓAY), multiple transformations of this group have been fighting for chartership and regonition by the university for almost a decade. We have made strides recently, with the passing of the “No Crying on Sunday’s” resolution by the Student Senate that proposes amending the Statement to allow student groups to be chartered, even if they do “promote” “homosexual behavior.” The Faculty Senate as well voted overwhelmingly in our favor to charter Gamma Alpha Upsilon. It is the Baylor administration, headed by the Baylor Board of Regents, to make the final decision.
The first event at Moody Library was created after a security guard called the police on Black students studying in the Moody Garden level, a space designated for group work and does not have a noise limit. I have personally been at Moody with people screaming, having full on meals, doing cartwheels, and general all-nighter energy, not once have I seen the police called. This was also after a former Baylor professor who is currently still involved with the university but not on the pay-roll made a tweet about Biden’s Executive Order on trans and LGBTQIA+ equality that is dismissive of the trans experience and anti-trans. For more information, please refer to this post I created for the Gamma instagram breaking down how and why this tweet is anti-trans.
The second event comes at the end of Black History Month. Students on campus have been calling for the removal or moving of the Judge Baylor statue that sits in a prominent location on campus. Volunteers from the student body sat in front of the statue during the month in an effort to engage in conversations, highlighting that Judge Baylor was not only a slave-owner with at least 20 enslaved persons, but as a judge sentenced Black enslaved persons to death, and turned the Baylor campus in Waco into a “training and staging grounds for the Confederate Army.” Baylor’s page on The Naming of Baylor just gives him accolades and the only mention of the Confederacy is calling Judge Baylor a “Confederate congressman.” It also calls him a “noted Indian fighter” which I really believe should not be praised, especially in this terminology.
With all of this in play, I present my two speeches: first was at the Moody Library Sit In and the second at the Diversity and Inclusivity event. Granted this is not going to be verbatim, and some of my unwritten tangents from physically giving the speech have not been included, but there’s a lot of good in it.
1) Disappointed but not surprised: Moody Library
Hi my name is Brit LaVergne and I am here to represent Gamma Alpha Upsilon, the unofficial official LGBTQIA+ group here at Baylor. I say unofficial official because for the last 10 years, different evolutions of Gamma have asked the university to charter our organization. Time and time again we are given the response that they love us and support us, but will not charter us because we promote ideas that delineate from the universities Statement on Human Sexuality. That chartering us would therefore mean promoting homosexuality and other ideas about sexuality that are against the teachings of the Bible.
Basically: Sorry, we think you all are sinners and you do not deserve an equal place here.
The most frustrating part of this response is the lesbian, gay, bisexual, pansexual, transgender, non-binary, and otherwise queer persons whom I talk to everyday do not feel love nor supported. They sometimes do not even feel safe here. From being called slurs in broad day light to threatening messages, and a culture of prejudice that can be felt when they walk onto this campus.
Recently a lecturer made comments on Twitter concerning trans people that caused a lot of controversy. When trans and nonbinary students expressed how they would feel unsafe and unwelcome in this lecturers classroom, some of the responses were extremely dismissive of the real fears queer people live with. There were comments and a Lariat op-ed written about the importance of civil discourse and free speech issues, and a belief that students were calling for action after this incident simply because “we did not agree”.
The lecturer posted on her Instagram story various emails of support and gifts people sent her. She recorded a whole video of herself saying how hard it has been in the aftermath of posting the tweet along with promotions of the podcasts she was invited to speak on. Someone sent her Tiff’s Treats cookies to get through this. I’m sorry, but trans people don’t get cookies when they’re insulted and oppressed. I’ve been called a dyke on this campus, where’s my cookie?
How does repeatedly denying a group charter contribute to Baylor placing “a high priority on creating and fostering a community that people from all backgrounds will find welcoming and supportive.” I can promise you that with all the direct messages Gamma has been receiving on Twitter and Instagram that there is a large population at Baylor that does not feel welcomed nor supported.
We have been told how we must be open to dialogue, be exposed to differing views, and attempt to learn from one another. How does that work when the only representation a minority group has is not allowed to be recognized or given an equal place at the table?
There have been comments that show there are other professors and faculty who have yet to have a conversation with a transgender or non-binary person. Safety is not a game to the queer community, especially for our trans siblings, whose likelihood to die from murder skyrockets. According to Forbes, three hundred fifty transgender people were killed in 2020, and a fifth of those people were murdered inside their own homes.
The lecturer’s remarks have been deemed anti-trans because her phrasing and continued rhetoric of emphasizing the “biological” sex denies trans people’s identity. Gamma has an informative post about the specifics on our Instagram and Twitter, and as always are open to more discussion.
Most of the concerns have been about avoiding taking classes with professors with similar sentiments regarding transgender and non-binary rights. We do not want professors to feel like they have to censor themselves online or in any discussions; it makes it a lot easier to make a list for our queer students of professors they should not take. These are daily occurrences for trans people, enforced by rhetoric that focuses on differentiating transgender people based on anatomical sex characteristics.
I see her concern; I honestly do. The fear of being assaulted, abused or attacked that women live with every day is not foreign. I worry about myself, my friends, and my family of all ages, hoping they do not have a traumatizing experience. Every LGBTQIA+ person lives with this fear in the same way.
The inability, or the lack of trying, to see that trans people and cis-women have the same fears and the same concerns, is where the issue lies. This is not to say all groups involved have all the same concerns, but there is so much more we can do together.
So I ask Baylor: how is the LGBTQIA+ community at Baylor not open to civil discourse? Not the outliers who responded with rage or immediate calls for dismissal, but Gamma. For over a decade, Gamma has asked for that exact right: to be formally recognized by this university.
We want an equal position on this campus to be able to provide for Baylor’s LGBTQIA+ students in a way that is unthinkable to them at the moment: with acceptance. We aren’t here to change everyone’s minds on the Bible, however I do suggest looking into how translations of the Bible in Leviticus was originally supposed to be “man should not lie with boy” in reference to pre-pubescent boys, not grown adults in consensual relationships.
We want to be able to have these conversations about the queer community and the intersections with race, class, religion, ability, citizenship status, and other identities. We can only do that if we are officially recognized.
2) As Jesus invited anyone and everyone to his table, Baylor should as well.
Hi my name is Brit LaVergne and I am a Senior History Pre-Law major in the BIC. I am also on the board for Baylor’s only official unofficial LGBTQIA+ group at Baylor, Gamma Alpha Upsilon, which has been denied chartership in its various forms for around a decade.
Baylor’s reasoning for why we cannot be recognized as an official organization on this campus is because of a little something called their “Statement on Human Sexuality” that states that student groups are expected not to promote ideas that are contrary to the Bibles teachings on sexuality, and it explicitly states homosexual behavior as one of them.
I’m a bisexual woman. I am a member of the queer community. And I am so proud of it. I am proud of everything Gamma Alpha Upsilon has done and will continue to do for queer students on this campus regardless of whether or not Baylor officially recognizes us.
The sit in today is titled “Diversity and Inclusivity” a calling to all students of all religious, racial, ethnic, national, cultural backgrounds and, like myself, students who are part of the LGBTQIA+ community to come together.
A healthy religiously diverse democracy is “a place where people who disagree on matters of ultimate concerns can make those personal convictions public” where “people have to be able to disagree on some fundamental things but be able work together on other fundamental things.”
Eboo Patel, Interfaith Youth Core, “Sacred Ground: Interfaith Leadership in the 21st Century”
Eboo Patel, author, educator, and founder of the Interfaith Youth Core, an international nonprofit that aims to promote interfaith cooperation, gave a speech on his ideas on how to promote something called a healthy religiously diverse democracy and how it can be created. As a part of President Obama’s Inaugural interfaith council he helped promote this on a national scale, but I want to take something from his teachings that I feel can apply here at Baylor.
A healthy religiously diverse democracy is “a place where people who disagree on matters of ultimate concerns can make those personal convictions public” and where “people have to be able to disagree on some fundamental things but be able work together on other fundamental things.” (More info)
After applying this idea to the current situations at Baylor, the question can be asked: How can students and faculty of different faith traditions work together to cultivate an inclusive learning environment for all while still allowing those fundamental differences to coexist?
The part that has not been included for how Baylor attempts to foster unity is allowing personal convictions to be expressed and validated on an equal level. Hindu students cannot create a Hindu Student Association because they are not Christian. Muslim students are not allowed to become Community Leaders because they are not Christian. Jewish, agnostic, Buddhist or any other non-Christian students cannot be Line Camp Leaders because of the same reason.
As Jesus invited anyone and everyone to his table, Baylor should as well.
And LGBTQIA+ students are barred from officially organizing, meaning we cannot bring guest speakers to campus, it was only last year that Baylor allowed us to reserve a room on campus which is a “privilege” reserved for student orgs, and we do not have a place at Late Night to let new students who are queer know they are not alone.
We can build barriers and bubbles and isolate our campus and students from ideas that do not consistently line up with the Bible. Or we can build bridges, which for Patel requires an appreciative knowledge of other religions and groups. That requires all of us to get to know different religious faiths and cultural backgrounds and to have conversations with people from all backgrounds on an equal playing field.
I believe Baylor is in an extremely unique position as a Baptist university to prepare their students for difficult conversations and to be able to see those conversations as not an obstacle or an attack on their personal faiths, but an opportunity to actively practice their faith tradition. Recently, secular universities have been becoming more and more hostile to Christian groups because they see them as fearful and backwards. Baylor repeatedly reinforces these stereotypes by not allowing students of other religions the same privileges on this campus as Christian students and fully barring LGBTQIA+ students from creating a safe environment for ourselves.
Baylor has an opportunity to demonstrate that Christianity is not fearful, that it can be open to rigorous academic discussion around complex social issues with people of countless backgrounds and invite people to have discourse. The best way to demonstrate Christianity is to be open to academic dialogue. As Jesus invited anyone and everyone to his table, Baylor should as well. These conversations do not always have to surround our differences; they can be about anything and everything to find commonalities and build connections with people.
Every Baylor graduate is going to go into diverse and pluralistic societies and will have to engage with people with deep religious and cultural differences, and practicing these skills in an Christian environment is the best way to prepare students. By denying non-Christian students certain privileges and student groups from officially organizing, Baylor is sheltering their cis-white, straight Christian students from reality. And when they leave here they will not be prepared.
After hearing all these speeches and stories today, and looking at an audience of diverse backgrounds, I see that there are many more people who agree with or at least generally support creating an inclusive and pluralistic community at Baylor.
While this university perplexes me and tempts me to go on twitter rants on the daily because of their decisions and inaction, I have never regretted coming here because of the individuals I have met during my four years here. It is because of the education that I have received at Baylor and in the BIC that I fight for my siblings in the queer community and other minority groups. It would be disingenuous to not credit the professors and programs who have helped me get here.
Part of that love is believing this university can be so much better at providing a fulfilling and well-rounded education to all their students of all faith traditions, races, cultural backgrounds, and sexual and gender identities. So, Baylor do better.
Thank you.
Final Thoughts
I truly think Baylor is not only lagging behind the times concerning equality on this campus, but also in their ability to provide the best for all their students. Barring certain groups of students from positions on this campus not only disenfranchises members of minority groups, but cheats the “normal” Baylor student out of the ability to interact with people they fundamentally disagree with on an equal field. Their policies enable the most intolerant members of the student body to believe in their superiority because they are cis-straight white and Christian, and nothing the University does challenges that. It allows white boys in trucks to rev their engines and whoop and yell at Black students walking by campus. It allows security guards to make racially insensitive comments about a library not being a “basketball arena,” as if these college students are unaware. It allows me to hear passing comments about “f*ggots” and how “that’s not where she’s from from you know?” It allows professors to write, edit, and publish op-eds diminishing student concerns about their safety in the same breath that they underestimate queer Baylor students’ intellectual capacity. It allows provosts to proclaim “civil discourse” while actively banning certain students an equal place at the table.
I wrote another piece specifically concerning the tweet incident, the responding op-ed’s, and statements around the issue that I incorporated into my first speech. Hopefully I can add it somewhere soon, but a lot of my initial anger I felt when writing it has subsided, and in its place I feel a push to engage in conversations.
If you have made it this far, I thank you. I ask that you engage in conversations, even if you agree with everything I have written. Listen to what people are saying more than how they are saying it. Put down barriers of ego and defensiveness and instead build bridges of empathy and understanding. Even with people who do not show empathy towards yourself.
Yesterday on May 31, 2020 I joined hundreds of others in protesting the long history of racial injustice and police brutality that has led to the murder of an alarmingly disproportionate number of black men, women, and trans persons in the United States. Waco itself has a hostile and violently racist past rifled with lynching’s including the killing, hanging, burning, and dismembering of Jesse Washington on the Waco Courthouse front lawn. Regardless of Facebook posts from a Waco local named Jan, “Attention Waco! Do not go into Waco this afternoon and especially at night. Protestors and rioters are meeting at this moment to riot, burn and who knows what else. Info coming from Sherriff’s dept. Pass the word, especially all businesses. They may stay downtown or not, may be citywide.” She couldn’t be more wrong.
At 2 pm I arrived at the Waco Suspension Bridge to hear chants of “No Justice, No Peace”, “Black Lives Matter”, “Say His Name, George Floyd”, “I Can’t Breathe”, and so many others along with countless posters. I placed myself in the middle of the action on higher ground to get the best view of the crowd and speakers, with my bright orange poster; written on one side “All Lives Will Not Matter Until BLACK LIVES MATTER” and the other “I am here because I am PISSED.” And I am. I am angry, but like everyone else there today, and around the country, people are motivated by that rage, that heartbreak, that fear to go out and protest. For over two hours we heard the stories of black men who have personally been profiled and beaten by the police, black women who are scared for the lives of their sons and husbands, white and non-black people of color speaking in support, specifically on the topic of white privilege.
White privilege should not be a difficult topic to talk about, at least I say that now, but I look back to my education and my own personal motivation, as my parents say, to “have a cause.” I have been learning and inserting myself into “uncomfortable” positions all my life, learning the life stories of people vastly different from me. I am comfortable speaking about my privilege and use it to help others when I can. I put myself in front of the two black women I met yesterday and spent time with after the protests because they each had young children and Wanda was screaming from her chest as her voice broke “when will it be my son?” People are fearful of police violence and abuse of power when they are labeled to “protect and serve.” But as one poster wrote “Who will protect the public when the police violate the law?” (Shout out to Leah) When we protest on police violence it does not exclude the experiences of other people who have been assaulted by a man or woman in blue; we want you to fight with us. To fight for restorative justice and change, to work to build a system that works to protect everyone and does not expect black citizens to simply “remain calm” with a gun in their face while the “trained professional” is allowed to panic.
In 2014 in the wake of Ferguson and Michael Brown, as a freshman in high school I was becoming fully aware of the police violence against unarmed black civilians and the complicated and long history of racism. I did not know how to correctly vocalize my rage and support for Black Lives Matter and learned from my mistakes along the way. I am still learning as a white person how to correctly even as I’m reading this. Because I am not the focus, but I know the experiences I have seen and heard can be stories to show people who do not understand this movement why we are here.
To address the first response I see, “But ALL lives matter.” How I explain it is like this. We spend the entire month of October in pink with ribbons and “I ❤ Boobies” wrist bands and shirts to raise money, awareness, and support for the women and other patients who fight, survive, and sadly die from Breast Cancer. No one says “what about Prostate Cancer? What about lung cancer? All cancer patients matter.” No one is saying that. At all. No one is saying White, Asian, Latinx, or other demographics’ lives do not matter. We are focusing on black lives right now because those are the lives that are dying and need our attention. Black Lives Matter is based on the PRINCIPLE that everyone’s life does matter, and because of police violence and racially-motivated murder and profiling, Black people feel and are shown every day that their lives do not matter to the system meant to serve them.
I have yet to speak to a black person that has not had a negative and usually aggressive interaction with a police officer. I have yet to meet a black person who has not had an uncomfortable experience on this campus. I have yet to meet a black man who didn’t receive a startling lecture from his parents about how to act around cops, so they don’t get murdered. I have yet to meet a black woman who has not struggled to succeed at the intersections of racism and sexism. I have yet to meet a black trans person who has not feared for their life every day.
At the Waco Protests for Black Lives Matter I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I screamed chants when they died down or my section of the line was quiet and couldn’t hear what chant we were on. We passed cars and people on bikes honking at us and throwing fists in the air, holding up posters themselves. A black mother with her three children was leading the chant “Black Lives Matter, My Life Matters, Your Life Matters” and repeat. When it got quiet, a girl no older than 5 years old holding hands with her dad piped up and yelled “No Justice” and got a loud response of “No Peace” for a few rounds too. We marched around downtown and made our way back to the Suspension Bridge before more protests continued at the Courthouse.
There, while we walked to meet them, was a young black couple and their three young daughters, 5, 2, and 1, sitting on top of a car with a bullhorn, all wearing shirts: I pray, I talk, I see a therapist. The couple was Gary Wardlaw Jr. and his wife Britney, the founders of TRC, The Relationship Clinic of Waco, specifically because through God he wanted to be a counselor, and with His guidance, became the first black male therapist here in Waco. (More information https://www.trcwaco.com). They spoke to a crowd of so many different races and ethnicities of people, some with children of all ages, and preached love and the word of God. They asked that we march with them up Washington Ave as we reflect and pray; we remembered Jesse Washington who was taken to the courthouse and the jury took four minutes to decide his guilt, then he was dragged outside and lynched.
In my livestreams of the protests I got a lot of footage of the Wardlaw family and the pastors who spoke and preached to the crowd. There was no one antagonizing police, or vandalizing, or looting. We got out of the street once the trucks and junky sports cars stopped wasting their gas and revving engines in front of us and leaving fumes in their wake. Everyone I talked to is just tired, and mad, and frustrated that there hasn’t been change or reform. I’ll say this now: the people walking in the streets pleading to be heard are NOT the same people looting at night. I have seen video after video of police unnecessarily instigating violence and aggression, tearing off people’s protective masks (from COVID) to spray them directly in the face, and men who happen to be white being the first to throw a Molotov cocktail or a brick at a business. These are not the protesters screaming for George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Ahmaud Arbery, and too many other beautiful black men and women. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HER NAME. SAY THEIR NAME.
I do not know what it is like being a black person in America, and I will never. But my ability to empathize with the stories I read and hear has kept me on the side of Black Lives Matter, made me realize I have to do something. I’ve donated and signed petitions and continue to do that because I have the means to and there is no reason I shouldn’t. I will not sit here and cultivate a future of love and prosperity with a BLACK MAN without first vocalizing my unwavering support of this movement. I’m not going to sit here and love rap music, acrylic nails1, drag and LGBT+ culture, without honoring the BLACK HISTORY behind it. I will continue posting on social media my support for Black Lives Matter and the movements that are inspired by it. I will continue using my words, my privilege, my education, to speak to anyone and anybody about this movement, whether you support it or not.
1. The history of black women wearing long acrylic nails and being classified as “ghetto” has now been erased as white woman started getting nail extensions and now it is deemed “bougie” or “chic.” In 1988, Florence Griffith-Joyner (Flo Jo) was breaking U.S. Olympic track and field world records, but her nails were the focus of a lot of articles. In an article “Griffith-Joyner Nails 100-Meter Dash Final” the Chicago Tribune pointed out how the runner wore “4-inch, curved, tiger-striped fingernails” and a solid fuchsia manicure. On black women, acrylics are still often labelled as tacky or unprofessional, yet these negative labels rarely are attributed to white women who wear similar styles.
“Put on the armor of God so that you may be able to stand firm against the tactics of the devil. For our struggle is not with flesh and blood but with the principalities, with the powers, with the world rulers of this present darkness, with the evil spirits in the heavens.”
For my white friends and family I have provided links on how you can learn about, fight against, and educate yourself on white privilege.
For my Black friends I have added mental health master thread from twitter for resources, how to find and support black businesses, and more..
“Letters for Black Lives is a a set of crowdsourced, multilingual, and culturally-aware resources aimed at creating a space for open and honest conversations about racial justice, police violence, and anti-Blackness in our families and communities.”
A master list of Black History information for any other history nerds or curious friends.
Answering the questions about Restorative Justice: What is restorative justice? Where in the world is it being used? What are people saying about it? Does it really make a difference in real people’s lives? What is its future?
LINKS ON PROTESTS OF THE PAST.
I’M NOT GOING TO TELL MY KIDS I SAT AROUND AND DID NOTHING DURING THE 2020 BLACK LIVES MATTER PROTESTS.
Inspiration during the tragedy, that’s what I found during Hurricane Harvey. This is not a political situation: this travesty isn’t for you to use for your political agenda on any side. There are black cops going and helping white children, black men in boats going into “redneck” areas saving people, mosques, and churches taking in those who need shelter, of all religions. White men carrying women of color and their extremely young children, black women helping white men, Asian men helping Hispanic women.
Houston is the most diverse city in America. More than Los Angeles, more than New York. Six and a half million people, just in the city, but do NOT forget about Rockport, Port A, Galveston, Corpus Christie, and their surrounding areas adding up to over 11 million people. They got the head of the category 4 hurricane, Houston gets the tropical storm and flooding. I have friends and classmates from on the coast who’s parents no longer have homes and roofs.
I must reiterate how this is not a travesty for political purposes. The Hurricane was NOT caused by a homophobic or racist God because Houston elected a lesbian woman for mayor and then a black man. It was not caused because Texas voted GOP in the 2016 election. It was not caused because Houston voted blue. This is not the time for you to say “I told you so” because this extreme weather is a possible outcome of climate change. This is not the time.
Houston is the greatest city in Texas, in America, in the world. The pride and support for our athletic teams, or celebrities like Beyoncé, and Texas, in general, is amazing. I will never be disappointed in the fact I was born and raised in Houston, Texas and my parents were the same. There is so much to be proud of here and now: Mattress Mac letting families into Gallery Furniture locations, the temples, mosques, and churches, big and small, opening their doors, heroes using resources they have and platforms to do amazing things. HEB and Buc-ee’s having disaster relief protocols and providing food and shelter. JJ Watt for raising over $5.5 million, the Astros, the Texans, Beyoncé, The Rockets, the Supernatural show cast and Random Acts, and so many more celebrities and everyday people donating what they can.
First responders, doctors and nurses, social workers and teachers, and so much more people with the ability to help others during this time. Police, EMTs, and firefighters have been constantly saving lives and staying up all hours to find and make people secure the best they can. Carrying grown people and children, people in wheelchairs on jet skis and doing whatever they can to ensure we survive.
It is so important to treat each other with respect during this time. I have so much love for the craziness that has ensued with guys on jet skis and wakeboarding and sharing tequila and beer. I am overwhelmed with feelings of people and places doing their part to make sure animals and pets are not forgotten and put in harm’s way. There is so much inspiration to be seen during this time that makes you want to help, to do ANYTHING. And I implore you to do something. Stay safe fellow Texans. I love you all.
That being said here are different links where you can donate 🙂
When most people think of Hawai’i they think of white sand beaches, surfing, luaus with beautiful hula girls, and pineapples. I think of three extremely loud and blonde children, along with their beautiful parents and grandmother. Yes, haoles (or white people) in Hawaii who go to school, work at the schools and pay all the taxes, live there full-time.
My great-aunt/godmother, the kid’s tutu (grandmother) moved to the Big Island in 2007 for his job. They were each other’s best friend and he, my UncleDean, passed away in January 2009 after getting caught on his boat in a storm and saving three kayaker fishermen. She was on the boat and swears his spirit abled her to climb the 80 foot or so cliff as she was overweight at the time as the possibility of her doing it herself is extremely minimal. It is because of her that there is so much love in this family. From a scary first marriage, brain cancer, this mess, and so many more crazy adventures, this woman is one of the most interesting people I have met to this day. She works at one of the public elementary schools and the kids there absolutely adore her. She has two sons: Ben and Hugh. Ben married his high school sweetheart like my parents, and have three kids and have a farm in Kona with bunnies, goats, chickens, pigs, the whole nine yards. Hugh lives in Reno where most of his family lives and has a little girl. Juju (my great-aunt) as a little turtle tattoo for each of them on her ankle.
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This is just the beginning of the reasons I love Hawai’i, more specifically the Big Island and Kailua-Kona. I first visited Hawai’i in 2007, then 2012, 2013, 2015, 2016, and just wrapped up 2017. I don’t spend the entire time tanning or attempting to surf. I go to bed at 9:30 pm because of the time change, eat at Teshima’s, the best Japanese restaurant in the United Statesthat was started by a woman who lived to be 106, some scuba diving, more eating, buying local, renting local houses not fancy ignorant-tourist packed hotels, learning the history, basically when in Rome. I’ve been to the luaus, seen the pig on an open flame, been to the top of Mauna Kea, chatted with the locals when they were protesting the building of the world’s largest telescope on actual sacred land, not some random rock or flower thanks. I’ve done scuba dives with the super endangered Hawaiian monk seal, reef sharks, sea turtles, yelled at tourists getting much less than 20 feet from a sea turtle, spinner dolphins, frog fish, picked trash off the bottom, just everything.
In 2013, I was severely depressed when I went to Hawaii. It was the type where I felt fake and gross every step I took, tried to take selfies with my cousins, but ended up being the photographer rather than having any photos taken of me. One night we all went out to dinner and there were ten of us and my cousin Michelle started telling me how wonderful I am and how I’m such a fantastic role model and she hopes her girls grow up to be like me. I had to excuse myself to go cry. I did not want them to be like me. I wanted them to be better than me. These two girls and their little brother mean more to me than possibly anything in the world. I would seriously do anything for them. They make me feel like a goddess, loved unconditionally beyond comprehension, and so freaking happy whenever I am with them.
Every trip has gotten better and better. We’ve gone with family friends and cousins and shown them what an amazing place it is, even when you’ve got some moths and geckos in your room constantly. We’ve seen manta rays performing that would put Cirque du Soleil out of business, lava flows, marine life, I cannot stress how much I love this place. I just wrapped up senior year spring break with the best people in my life in my favorite place for my mom’s birthday. We rented this stunning house where you can see whales off the coast, had a pizza that could barely fit in a Subaru, watched movies, ate macaroni salad, swam in the ocean with mantas rays, slept in the hammock, jammed on the ukulele, woke up at 1:15 to travel to the other side of the island to get on a boat at 5 am, and this all was within 24 hours. Here are some more pictures so you can maybe understand why this is the best place on earth.
This trip was eventful from beginning to end. The first five minutes of getting to the house I twisted my ankle. The gate was locked and so I was walking around it through the plants and as a stepped on the slate edge, it broke and I went down. The last day we were on Ali’i Drive going through the market and one of the girls found a money clip on the ground and I tracked him down via Facebook, his company business card, it was a mess (she did end up getting $20 from him for finding it so thank you Doug from Nebraska). It was a lot.
Friday:Family swim day, a pizza that barely fit in a Subaru
Saturday: Sleeping and relaxing
Sunday: My cousins the Turner’s get to Kona, relaxing and eating
Monday: Target, beach, sea turtles
Tuesday: Green Sand Beach, dubbed “Keolani” by local guys, Black Sand Beach
Black Sand Beach
Green Sand Beach
Wednesday: Valley of the Kings
Me and my parents
Me and my cousin Duncan
Thursday: Morning dive, night dive with manta rays
Friday: Woke up at 1:15 am, to drive to the other side of the island and get on a boat at 5 am. Saw the lava shooting out of the cliffs with a fire hydrant; Southern Most Bakery in the USA; ‘Akaka Falls; Luau that night with fire twirlers and hula
Saturday: Family over again for swimming and my cousin Ben performed acupuncture on Duncan
Sunday: Went to my cousin’s house after packing up and saved a chicken from a part Rottweiler dog by throwing guavas at him; went to the street market; my cousin found a guy’s money clip on the ground and it took us about 2 hours to find him and give it back; left that night
Monday: Landed in Denver around 6:30 am, and home around 11:45 am
Hope you at least enjoyed the pictures and the links. Hawaii is my second home with so much more to offer than we give it credit for in tourism.
Makeup has definitely been given a bad reputation. Guys calling it deceitful and lying, saying that’s why they don’t trust girls, even give nicknames like cakeface and clown girl. Of course there can be some bad makeup mess ups like when you don’t blend it down your neck or having sperm eyebrows. But all in all, makeup is just makeup and it comes off at the end of the day. My favorite quote about makeup is by a male makeup artist named Patrick Starrr: “Makeup is one size fits all”. And it truly is.
My mom dropped out of Texas A&M and went to cosmetology school and had some of the best life experiences. She went to work in downtown Houston and worked with famous hairdressers and worked on wives, mothers, and sisters of famous people. One of her favorites was Patrick Swayze’s sister. She was invited to attend classes in Indianapolis to learn directly from the founder of Aveda, which we still use religiously today. One time she took classes in Chicago and had the privilege of hearing Maya Angelou speak and even got to speak with here one on one. Makeup and and all forms beauty has always been a huge part of my life.
I always played with her makeup and kids makeup, wearing hot pink lipgloss and blue eyeshadow. Then I got better as my mother taught me how to put on my show and dance makeup, like that red lipstick and that gross top coating. I remember putting makeup on Barbie dolls after removing all their clothes and wandering through the beauty sections with my mom at Walgreens or CVS. I danced to RuPaul and watched his videos, utterly amazed at how fabulous he looked.
My freshmen year I was in a dark place after soccer season. The lack of daily exercise ceases my endorphin levels and a myriad of other issues took over while I was clothes shopping with my mom. I just sort of broke down in the middle of Macy’s or something and my mom took my back to the car. We agreed I needed to go back to therapy just to talk everything out with her. Then she said “yell this. Fuck it.” I had to whisper it a couple times before I was able to yell it and we went back inside. She took my to the Chanel booth and paid for me to get an entire makeover and purchased everything they used on me: I had never felt so beautiful and grownup before that moment. This is when my collection started.
My bathroom counter started with this little thing that held all my Chanel products and then the Naked3 palette, and more brushed until I had to upgrade my organizer station. The more money I got, the more makeup I bought. I became a VIB Rouge holder in less than 3 months, and I do not regret it. Most everyone at Sephora recognizes me and knows I love Tarte, Benefit, Anastasia Beverly Hills, Clinique and a few others. I consider makeup to be an artform. If you have ever looked up NikkieTutorials, do it now. She is such an inspiration for me, as a big girl, even one of my best friends Keelie has told me that NikkieTutorials reminds her of me, which is one of the greatest compliments I’ve ever received.
credit @nikkietutorials on instagram
credit @nikkietutorials on instagram
credit @nikkietutorials on instagram
credit @nikkietutorials on instagram
I’m not talented. I can’t play an instrument, craft beautiful statues, sing, dance, paint, draw, do gymnastics, score from half field, swim a mile in 15 minutes or whatever time is really good. Yet, I can beat a face, blend eyeshadows, give myself flawless wings, and apply falsies in seconds. Over time, with a lot of trial and error, I’ve been able to use it as an artform by constructing different looks for anything I want. This past year in English we read Dante’s Inferno and were given a project to do of anything we wanted that reflected what we learned about the Inferno. I did makeup. Nine completely makeup looks for each circle of Hell, and it took weeks. It ended up being worth it because I had stuff to post on my instagram (brit.makeup) and got an A+.
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Makeup as given me the confidence needed to get through some of the hardest times these past years. The praise and compliments I have received from friends, family, and even famous makeup artists and companies like Jeffree Star and Benefit Cosmetics. It’s given me a tangible talent. Makeup has been a relaxation technique and something to clear my mind. I’ve been able to appreciate it as not just as something that “covers up flaws” but as an art form that you can do whatever you want with it, because it washes off at the end of the day.
13 things I learned during 13 years of school (at John Cooper especially):
Do, what you want to do, even if you are afraid that you’ll fail to do it. Or if you are afraid of what other people might say. Believe me, nothing will matter after some time except the fact that despite all obstacles, with shaking voice and sweating palms you’ve done it.
Learn to like your own company. Don’t be with people just for sake of being with people or for not looking like a loser. Don’t subject yourself to hanging out with people you hate or don’t like you just because you want to be seen. Learn to be comfortable with yourself and you’ll never going to feel alone.
Buy a water bottle. Whenever you sit down, always take it out, even if you don’t feel thirsty. You’ll drink more water, when you’ll constantly see the bottle in front of your eyes. I always have my Yeti with me and everyone knows it’s mine.
Always carry with yourself: a water bottle, some wet wipes, a mini first aid kit (containing some medical plasters, cotton buds, medicine, etc.), some makeup (if you use it), USB flash drive, earphones, a phone, a phone charger, a wallet.
FAIL, FAIL and FAIL once more. Especially, if you’re in earlier years, when grades don’t matter that much. Want it or not, sometime in your life you are going to fail and if you haven’t failed before you won’t realize that failure is not such a bad thing and that you can (and will) recover from it.
Do things anyway. Feel anxious? Think that you are not capable of doing something? Do it anyway. Because something unknown always seems a lot more dangerous and scary than it really is. Believe me on this one. You will realize how many chances you’ve lost because of your fear when it’ll be too late to change something. Nothing is as scary as it seems.
Try as many new and different things as possible. Enroll into the guitar or the piano lessons. Learn a new language on Duolingo. Take an art. Play another sport. Learn to use Photoshop, InDesign or another program. Try as much online courses as possible… You can always quit things, if you don’t like them, anyway.
Don’t do things that you really really do not like. Even if they might be beneficial to yourself in the future. For instance, if you hate Russian language, don’t study it. Even if knowing Russian will help you to easier find a job in the future. Same goes for most school subjects. One way or another you’ll figure things out. Life is too short to waste it on doing thing you don’t like. But there are somethings you just have to do. You have to go to school and study. You have to take those classes you hate. Just find a way to get through it.
Explore the world. Travel. Can’t travel? Watch documentaries about different parts of Earth. Find a penpal from another country or just start a chat with someone on tumblr. This way, you’ll learn so much more than it is taught in schools.
School can be and is hard. A lot of times it can make you forget things that truly matter to you in order to fit in. For this, buy a small notebook and in it write all your goals, beliefs, things you want to achieve, etc. Take it everywhere with yourself. Read it every time you’re in doubt or unsure of yourself…
Try to make friends with everyone, despite their “social status”. But don’t put up with toxic people. Don’t please others, even if that means standing alone. All the time try to be yourself.
Understand that everyone around you is in the same place you are. If you’re a freshman, know that everyone in your class is just as freaked out by grades as you are. If you’re a senior, everyone is stressed about college and the “real world” just like you. And once you just admit that, other people will, and you won’t feel so alone.
Dream big, think hard, engage deeply. Reach beyond your limits. Read philosophy, learn astronomy, quantum physics. Look at the stars every night. Ask yourself hard questions: what’s the meaning of life, why we’re here, are we alone in the universe, etc?.. Even if you won’t get answers. What matters the most, is the questions you ask.
My senior year has been pretty amazing. Some classes are better than others, some friends are greater than others, and we just try to bond over how much stress sucks. I drink a lot of Starbucks, I put on a bright highlight, and do what I do best: tell it like it is. My high school soccer coach for the last 5 years (yes in 8th grade me and a few friends played in high school) never sugar coated anything, and she’s my favorite. I don’t try and fit into anything. I tell ignorant people they’re ignorant, I bathe you in compliments, I buy my friends presents for no reason, and I make people laugh.
This guy said the other day to me “Brittany LaVergne, you’re always on point. Like straight up just real as fuck.” And that’s what I want to be. Just knowing I’ve survived the worst days of my life and I have so sort of direction in life, even if it’s just making sure I get up in the mornings and brush my teeth, that’s all you need.