Today marks day number one in a month long fact fest, supposedly designed to educate this nation on the key contributions and accomplishments of African-Americans, also known as Blacks. Critics of this month have constantly debated the need for such a time period, saying it counteracts the overlying goal of making Black history simply become American history.
However, the problem with this notion is the fact that we still live in a society where Black and White are unequal playing fields. There are still too many miles apart, so to speak, between where the average White person must go to be successful in life and where the average Black person must go, to do likewise. Economic structures have still yet to be reformed. Social constricts still remain intact. The same underlying principles of "separate but equal" still hinder in places where they should not, such as schools, hospitals, and businesses. Funding still feels different in Black America. Still seems lacking and disproportioned. But these social injustices still remain far too numerous to blog about all of them at the moment.
Right now, I'm interested in looking at the things that have always irked me about the so called Black History Month. I say so called because, while I am pleased with what it attempts to accomplish and I understand the need for this accomplishment, I feel like it falls so far short, that there needs to be some adjustments.
Before I begin, let me say that Black History Month is just as necessary today as it has ever been. Until history books begin to accurately and correctly include the contributions of African-Americans, the need will persist. As a one-time history major, I've perused my share of textbooks. Some make a much more adamant effort than others, but all of them fall short. The major problem is that the contributions of Black people in history always seem isolated and random, as if the editors of the text, not wanting to appear biased, decided to quickly throw in the same familiar lines about Harriet Tubman, W.E.B. Du Bois, and Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. It's funny to me, and very sad at the same time, that all of my White friends can name the same dozen or so "important Black names" that history books always attempt to suffice us with. As if the history of my ancestors was so limited. The sad thing is that this disproportioned presentation of facts leaves most students, including many African-Americans, in the dark when it comes to Black History. The current school system stuffs names like Benjamin Franklin, Patrick Henry, Betsy Ross, Lewis & Clark, Thomas Edison, and others into our minds consistently. Only once, if at all, do they bother mentioning Hiram Revels, Dred Scott, Carter G. Woodson, Matthew Henson, Benjamin O. Davis Sr., Thomas Jennings, Marjorie Joyner, or Sarah Goode. You can go into any classroom in America and mention the first set of names, and a majority of students will identify them. Sadly, the same can't be said for the second list.
Well, hopefully this bit of venting makes more people want to change the discrepancies.
So, back to my qualms with Black History Month. Issue #1: Why the shortest month of the year?
Okay, I know what you're thinking. This sounds like conspiracy theory, but it does seem a little sketchy that the one month designated as BHM is also the one with the fewest days. It's stuff like this that makes me shake my head at the current cultural imbalances. The United Kindom, one of three nations that celebrate this month, actually uses the month of October, while Canada and the United States both use February. Asian Pacific American Heritage Month and Jewish American Heritage Month are both in May. Irish American Heritage Month falls in March. November marks National American Indian Heritage Month.
(As an aside, Filipino American Heritage Month, celebrated in October, has still yet to officially be recognized by Congress. What's up with that?)
To be continued....
Marcus Jamison, the Rare Poet
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