Whenever I travel with Deadline by myself, it is always an interesting anthropological study of sorts. For those who don't know, I am the Outreach Director for the film and we are doing screenings all over the U.S. I tend to go to the screenings in our target states (states working towards repeals and moratoriums) of which New York, for obvious reasons, is one.
Currently I am in Syracuse doing two screenings, one at a community center downtown and one at Syracuse Unversity's School of Communications. Syracuse is pretty conservative and very segregated so it makes sense to have two screenings, one that white folks will go to and one that black folks will go to. (I hate to be crass but I didn't create the world. I just live in it.)
I am staying at a super, super swanky hotel, the likes of which I might never see again. (Syracuse is paying for it.) You can always tell when not a lot of black people stay at a hotel when the predominately black staff is really, really excited to see you and really, really want you to enjoy your stay. (I should let any new readers know that I am black. You know, in case you couldn't tell.)
The white staff at the hotel is really friendly to me and call me honey and what not. The socio-economics of Syracuse lead me to believe that they live around black folks and one I am 100% positive has a black boyfriend. Why you ask? She just looks at me like she knows black folks, yes she does.
When I get in the elevator with the predominately white clientele, I strangely am not looked at. People chit chat with each other but never with me. It's fine since they don't look like people I want to get a beer with in our rooftop bar anyway but I should feel that way about them, they shouldn't feel that way about me!
But the strangest thing that happens almost everywhere I go is, someone, somewhere, always wants to talk about racism and NOT within the context of the film. Yes, the criminal justice system is racist and one of things I am proudest about is the fact the film comes right out and says it and I can talk all day about race in that context because that is what I am there for.
But sometimes, some liberal white person gets a little too chummy and wants to get into a long conversation about racism that they witnessed, right in front of them, and how they stood up and did the right thing, not like the other people they were with and boy, this world has really far to go in terms of race ... They usually stop there but you know they want to say that the world is a less racist place because they are in it. Yeah, whatever.
Well, I am going to just let you know that black folks like me in situations like that really don't want to hear it. You should just not be racist. Period. Am I supposed to congratulate you for acting decent, for acting the way people should act. This moment does not bring you closer to me. Not at all.
One good thing that happened at the community center screening is the head of it, a black man who I've been talking to for weeks and when he met me, was totally shocked that I was black, decided to have monthly forum meetings about some of the issues surrounding the film at the center. He said that he knew that the criminal justice system was broken in Syracuse but really didn't think the rest of the country was as bad. That made me feel good.
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