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What They Said (June 25, 2015) …

Greg Cravens

About Susan Wilson’s Last Word column, “Fashion Backward” …

This was fabulous! As a mother of three (yes, three!) teenagers who wouldn’t know a fashion statement if it hit her, I can completely relate.

Jen W.

Oh puhlease. I shopped at Banana Republic plenty when I was a size 12 and pushing 14. Some of the employees were bigger than me. They don’t shun bigger gals.

Nobody

Nobody: It’s called humor — H-U-M-O-R — something you seem to be lacking.

Pamela Cates

I find it best to wear anything that does not attract harpoons.

Crackoamerican

About Toby Sells’ cover story, “Embracing the Big Muddy” …

Wow, what a great issue, especially the wonderful story and pictures about Toby Sells’ paddle down the Mighty Mississippi. Seriously, it motivated me. I’m going to go buy a kayak this weekend and get out there and explore our “Himalayas.” Or at least our sandbars.

Darren

The moniker “Big Muddy” belongs to the Missouri River (the 150-odd mile Big Muddy River of Illinois notwithstanding).

C.L. Hartsfield

About Les Smith’s column, “Passing for Black” …

I think Rachel Dolezal is an opportunist. If two percent of the population in her city is black, are her job opportunities better in the two-percent pool or the 98-percent pool, especially considering hiring quotas?

She is also wacky, given the staged acts of discrimination she alleged. But she also said she was (part) Native American — which her parents deny. She said she felt isolated and unwelcome in “white” Mississippi, which is probably 50 percent black. But she obviously felt comfortable in Spokane’s 98 percent white population, since she’s lived there for 10 years.

Jenna C’est Quoi

She appears to be a nutjob. Aside from the comic relief value and perhaps more reflection on birth privilege, this story should have faded long ago.

Carbon-based

Les Smith makes more sense on this subject than all of the national “talking heads” put together. Memphis is so fortunate he shares his voice with us in the Flyer.

Mark Jones

About Wendi C. Thomas’ column, “Black Lives Matter” …

There are variations on the “do these three things to escape poverty” theme that have been around for years, but they all include a version of this:

1. Finish high school (at a minimum).

2. Wait until age 20 to have children.

3. Marry before you have any children.

I certainly agree that all those government-supplied things make folks a lot more comfortable. The issue is: Have we gone too far, and instead of helping people out of poverty, have we just made them comfortable enough that they choose to stay in it? I am not at all sure I believe every poor person wants to escape. Or maybe they would like to escape, but escaping takes more effort than they are willing to give.

Arlington Pop

About Bruce VanWyngarden’s Letter From the Editor, “Strike Up the Brand” …

Re Chris Christie: Body shaming? Really? Good thing no one around here is fat.

Frank in Midtown

So tell me which socio-political group has PC policies related to “body shaming.” I’m perfectly okay with it, but it’s always good to know who considers you to be a boor and whether it matters. If I must look at a candidate whose politics I dislike, I prefer that he at least goes easy on my eyes. It’s not like any of them has an intellectually taxing or time-intensive job that precludes spending some time working out.

A handsome nitwit could replace almost any of them. And for a few, that would be redundant.

Brunetto Latini

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Passing for Black

Imitation of Life is a movie that emotionally connects my late mother and my wife — who never had the pleasure of meeting each other. When it was — or is — on television, they both shed a trail of tears, every time.

The 1959 film is a weeper of a melodrama in which a “mulatto” child embraces the idea of “passing for white” in order to seek a better life than the one led by her black mother, Annie, a maid.

Susan Kohner, a Caucasian, gave the Oscar-nominated performance of her career, portraying the soulless and opportunistic Sara Jane, who is hell-bent on disowning her mother’s black heritage in order to steal her white best friend’s unwitting boyfriend.

In the end, when her mother dies, Sara Jane’s cold heart is melted and she stages a tear-jerking meltdown at the funeral, throwing herself on her mother’s casket. Despite her histrionics at movie’s end, it never seems enough to offset the heartbreaking moment earlier in the film, when she tells her distraught mother, “If we should ever pass in the street, please don’t recognize me.”

While critically panned at the time of its debut, Imitation of Life touched a chord in the black community. For decades, “passing for white” was a whispered rite of passage for some of those who passed the “lighter than a brown paper bag” skin test, regarded as the minimum standard for attempting the racial transformation.

And, oddly, there have been a few recorded cases of people going in the opposite direction. Another earnestly produced but woefully executed film was Black Like Me, the quickly forgotten 1964 adaption of author John Howard Griffin’s experience as a minstrel-colored white man attempting to garner insight into racial prejudices. Years later, it was the subject of a memorable and hilarious Saturday Night Live skit performed by comedian Eddie Murphy.

Now, 30 years after Murphy’s biting satire, the “black like me” pretense appears to be at the heart of the controversy over the racial identity of Spokane, Washington, NAACP leader, Rachel Dolezal. In a message to her organization, the 37-year-old woman said she planned this week to address the furor created when her parents “outed her” as falsely portraying herself as black for years.

Dolezal, an artist and noted activist in the Spokane area, tried to rebut her white parents’ claim that she is not black by birth. In a heavily covered news conference, Dolezal said, regarding her ethnicity, that “the question is not as easy as it seems.”

What’s not easy? Is it confronting the truth of your real heritage? I’ve read where Dolezal’s parents said they served as foster parents to four African-American children as their daughter grew up. In a unique situation like that, I can see where it’s possible the desire to assimilate might happen. And I can imagine Dolezal’s artistic and activist spirit might lead her to take up causes that would lead to her becoming a member of an organization such as the NAACP, which once was seen as the primary engine for socio-economic change among African Americans.

However, if Dolezal had read or studied anything about the history of the NAACP, she would have known she had no reason to submerge her racial identity in order to be a member, or even a leader. In the heyday of the NAACP, its most influential work was accomplished through blacks and whites working together. From doctors to lawyers to movie stars, the NAACP accepted all the help and financial support it could garner, from every strata of society willing to give it. In Memphis, in recent years, NAACP leadership has become less diverse, more reactive than proactive, and appears to have lost touch with the frustrations and aspirations of young blacks. But that observation is fodder for another conversation.

As for Rachel Dolezal, I hope she can find the peace to resolve her inner conflict and discover who she truly is. She appears to be a woman of talent and drive and dedicated to the struggle for human equality. That gives her a leg up on many in this country. In the meantime, maybe she should check out some vintage Eddie Murphy.