Of Sea Witches and Racial Appropriation

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My friends keep asking what I think about Rachel Dolezal.

I know, I can feel the whoosh of wind from your eyes collectively rolling. But I do have thoughts and it’s taken me a while to do this because I wanted some time to look at the bigger picture. When the case first came about, it was a hilarious train wreck. Now with some time and some reflection, I’m not laughing.

I suppose I can’t start any discussion of her without talking about gender identity too since people won’t stop comparing them. Heading to the right, there were a lot of conservatives using Dolezal’s situation to point out the hypocrisy of liberals. Then you have lots of woo-woo white liberals on the left mocking Dolezal so they could prove how understanding they are about racial issues. A bunch of tales told by idiots, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.

I’m gonna dismiss the comparison to Caitlyn Jenner. It’s an understandable one on the surface, but it’s fundamentally flawed underneath (much like Dolezal herself). Kaitlyn Jenner may have felt like a woman all her life, but until recently her experiences were those of a heterosexual male. No matter how she felt inside, she was still treated to all the privileges (and struggles) that came with being a man. So transition or not, she can’t speak to the shock of having her first period or being catcalled in middle school. She can’t say that someone made her feel ashamed to be a girl who played sports. And no one made assumptions that her only goal in life was motherhood. She didn’t experience those things and more importantly, she’s not claiming that she did.

The trappings of race are not the same as the experience of race. Rachel Dolezal didn’t simply live a black woman with her cute ‘fro and an over-application of bronzer. She appropriated the hardship stories of living as a woman of color. And not only did she relish sharing these stories, but hers were the most harrowing. She claimed to be stalked by the KKK and that she was a victim of numerous hate crimes. Tales that now appear exaggerated or fabricated.

Make no mistake, Dolezal was grown and harvested in the same cabbage patch that spawned another famous pathological liar, Alicia Esteve Head, who faked being a victim of 9-11. Like Dolezal she was smart, educated and people valued her. But that wasn’t enough for Alicia. So she crafted a heartbreaking story of bravery and loss. She claimed that families of 9-11 victims stalked and harassed her because she lived and their loved ones didn’t. Her narrative was so powerful that other survivors felt guilty about their own grief because their pain paled in comparison to hers. Much like Dolezal did with the NAACP, this woman became the leader of her community. And as a voice for the World Trade Center Survivors’ Network, she really was a force for good. But she was also a liar who used the other survivors to fuel her narcissistic, parasitic desire for victim-hood and in doing so, she siphoned off compassion and sympathy that should have gone to actual survivors.

So when did the laughter stop in regard to Dolezal? It was about the time I watched a bunch of her interviews on YouTube. I spent far too much time listening to her talk about the difficulties of being mixed race and acting as a bridge between black folks and white folks. She went on for a long time saying that dating black people or having mixed children not give white people a free pass to appropriate black culture (okay I laughed a little here). On one of the videos she gave a talk on the history of black hair. After that, I watched a video where she talked about cultural assumptions and how she didn’t feel safe leaving her house with her ‘fro messy because she had to represent the race. A vein in my forehead pulsed when I read that.

In the black/brown community we have something called, “protective hairstyles.” They are hairstyles designed to keep our fragile, overworked, disparaged hair safe from pollution and dry air and general environmental nastiness. I think that’s an apt word. There are many blogs and videos out there about protecting our hair. And underneath the twist outs and expensive products these videos and posts have deeper meaning. They are about women of color communing about the pain of invisibility. We are rejecting the notion that our hair is ugly. We are telling each other that we are beautiful. And in doing that we are creating another way to protect our hair.

So Dolezal’s smug claiming of the black hair experience makes me feel protective of all of us ladies of color. It also makes me want to scream, how dare you? How goddamn dare you steal our most profoundly painful experiences and shrug them on like a ratty old coat that you can cast off whenever you’re sick of playing dress up?

I’m not mad about her hair or her duck-faced selfies. I’m mad because she appropriated the pain of being a minority to feed her ego. She absorbed our history, invaded safe spaces and then felt entitled to speak for us. It’s privilege at its very worst. This wasn’t the appropriation of our looks, it was the appropriation of our stories. In order to sing, she stole our voices.

So, dear friends, how do I feel about Rachel Dolezal? Fuck that bitch sideways.

That’s how I feel.

Christina Mitchell

CHRISTINA MITCHELL writes contemporary romances about damaged people who need (and deserve) happy endings. When she’s not writing, Christina drinks Moscato from novelty mugs and spends her days listening to musicals, obsessing over Batman, and riffing on b-movies about genetically-modified sharks. She lives in Michigan with her hilarious husband, who almost never complains about the fuck-ton of glitter makeup she leaves lying around.

This Post Has 4 Comments

  1. Elias McClellan

    Your essay on the impact beyond Dolezal's exploitation is brilliant. This is Iggy Azalea and Macklemore "appropriation," writ death-by-a-thousand-cuts small. Too many have exploited this simply for the entertainment value but it's a joke that was always offensive and never really funny.

  2. Jeannie Miernik

    "In order to sing, she stole our voices." You and your chilling, damning summaries of deep shit! Christina, your thoughts are always worth the wait.

  3. Rohn Federbush

    Me too.

  4. Victoria Solomon

    How did I miss this? This is so beautifully written and it's also incredibly insightful. I read a lot about her back when the news broke, and I just scratched my head about it. Whenever anyone brought up the comparison to Caitlyn Jenner, I didn't agree, but I never quite knew why. You say it perfectly. "…she appropriated the pain of being a minority to feed her ego." That's spot on.

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