light skin supremacy

coolcat001100  asked:

I have only recently learned about the concept of "white coded", from your Twitter. Do you think you could explain more about this? I might have an idea of what it means, but I want to make sure I'm as close to the truth as I can be.

I understood the concept but was using the wrong term prior to this. I was using white passing, but âpihtawikosisân did a great thread on white coded tonight so I’m using that now.

White coded means you’re seen as white. It applies to light skinned Indigenous people (and other non-white folk).

People assume we’re white and treat us that way until we tell them we’re not. And even after we tell people we’re not white, we are still treated ““better”” (ugh) than our brown relations.

Light-skinned folk are Indigenous or non-white, but we have different experiences than our deeper skinned relations. We have never experienced living while brown in a white supremacist society, and can’t truly understand it either.

So we have this privilege. We’re not consciously choosing to pass, so “white passing” isn’t quite right. It’s just that our outward appearance has a lot of the phenotypic markers that people associate with “white”. So we’re white coded.

You can see that thread here: https://twitter.com/apihtawikosisan/status/825833386266730500

I’m going to reblog this ask onto my native/feminism blog too I think.

LIGHT GIRLS

I took a little break from doing work to check out Light Girls (which, like I guessed, was problematic). While watching, a few of the stories tugged at my heartstrings a bit and I had a flashback. 

When I was in middle school, some of my friends were browner than me. My being lighter than them became something to poke fun at. There was some lighthearted name calling and I went along with that because, y'know, it wasn’t a big deal.

What did bother me was something else they’d do. They’d roll up my sleeves and press their thumbs into my forearms to watch the color in my skin temporarily change. They’d press so hard, repeatedly, that my arms were often sore. I’d go home trying not to bump anything with my arms because of the soreness. At that age, when fitting in meant everything, I didn’t know how to tell them it was painful and that it made me uncomfortable. I just let it happen.

I always feared that they lumped my academic success with my complexion too, and I think that bothered me the most. I felt like I had to prove that I really was smart and talented and kind to combat the consensus that I received opportunities primarily due to colorism.

What is troublesome for me in my adulthood about the conversation of lighter skinned Black women is the pretending that guilt isn’t the bulk of what we feel. We over and under-compensate, deal with or rage against things because of guilt, not oppression. And light skinned guilt isn’t the same as white guilt. Light skinned guilt is knowing that you’re perceived as different from the very womb you were born from solely because your mother is browner. It’s knowing that the privilege you never asked for stems from and perpetuates violence against dark skinned people.

A few years ago my godsister’s dad made a joke about us all being on a plantation. My sister’s mother is very fair and so is her brother. She herself is just a bit lighter than me. Her father is dark. 

According to him they would all “be in the house” (he also mentioned that her brother would probably go and pass as white) and I would be in the field like him. My sister argued that I would be in the house too but he wasn’t backing down. When it first came from his mouth, Emerald would be in the field like me, I almost shouted “NO I WOULDN’T,” but I stopped myself. I feel overwhelming guilt every time I recall the level of offense I felt in that moment. Because what is shameful about being in the field? And why is washing dishes more distinguished than picking cotton? There is no “better n*gger.” The guilt we feel lies in the fallacy of the “better n*gger.” That is the way we have learned to survive.

Considering that, maybe I let them nearly bruise my arms because what amused them was a reflection of my own survival. 

My mom told me that when she shows her co-workers pictures of me they’re always surprised. And sometimes when I go to her job the people I meet are in awe when they see me. I notice them all trying to find me in her. They look back and forth and back and forth at us. Too often people can’t find me in my own mother.

I’ve always felt bad about that.

I will always feel bad about that.

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A few members of my family in Egypt told my dad to take my baby sister and brother out of the sun, because they’re getting too “dark skin” and should stay nice and fair like their older sister (me)…
And we got very upset and dad said
“Our children of this continent Africa, are precious flowers in Allahs (swt) name,
in whatever shade they may come, they will only truly grow when free and outside in every sense-don’t hide their skin from the sun and their minds from self love. I will not allow the word ‘white’ in context with meanings like "good, purer, better, prettier” in this house anymore.“

I love my dad I can’t even begin to describe…

Okay lets talk about Arab supremacy for a minute

Arab supremacy is just as toxic as white supremacy.

Most Arabs look down on you if you’re not Arab or more specifically, a light-skinned Arab

Arab supremacy is lowkey an inferiority complex which makes them want to be more like whites.

“Arabs get called terrorists everyday we can’t be racist” ok lets just forget about the fact a lot of you embarrassingly believe you’re superior.

Let’s just forget about bathism, arab supremacy, arab nationalism which discriminates against non arab minorities in the “arab world”

Let’s ignore the treatment of kurds at the hands of arab nationalists, the treatment of non arab migrant workers in arab countries.

Non-Arab Muslim countries have to fight western imperialism/domination on one end and Arab supremacy on the other.

Too many arabs pointing out white supremacy while simultaneously sweeping arab supremacy & anti-blackness under the carpet.

Arab supremacy irks me more than White supremacy. Arab supremacy is the reason why Kurdish people don’t have their own country yet.

Muslims want to speak about white supremacy while simultaneously ignoring Shia Genocide and Arab supremacy.

Arab supremacy is a false concept many Muslims have secretly bought into, even against the teachings of our Prophet (SAW)