For some reason, the media is still looking to the former Republican presidential candidate Ben Carson for his opinions on social matters. This week, he expressed that he is not pleased with the Treasury Department’s decision to replace president Andrew Jackson on the $20 bill with the iconic freedom fighter, Harriet Tubman (insert the world’s tiniest violin).
The faces of most U.S. currency belongs to the country’s white forefathers and president – some of whom owned slaves. To completely turn that pattern on its head with the biggest change to the country’s denominations, the U.S. Treasury has announced that Harriet Tubman will take Andrew Jackson’s place on the $20 bill, according to Politico.
The group Women on 20s has been advocating for a woman to be put onto the $20 bill. The four finalists are Rosa Parks, Harriet Tubman, Eleanor Roosevelt and Wilma Mankiller.
“We believe this simple, symbolic and long-overdue change could be an important stepping stone for other initiatives promoting gender equality. Our money does say something about us, about what we value,” the group says on its website.
The gesture is important, but would Parks or Tubman want to be put on currency? Both women fought against the capitalist system — slavery, Jim Crow and institutionalized racism go hand-in-hand with American capitalism. Being put on the $20 bill may recognize them as valuable women in American history, but it may not do justice to their legacies as radical change agents.
Photo: Women on 20s
Somehow, somewhere, someone thought filming a skit about Harriet Tubman making a sex tape was a good idea.
And apparently, so did Russell Simmons. But he’s since apologized.
The completely unfunny and disrespectful video was posted to Simmons’ All Def Digital (ADD) channel, and was created by its comedy series ADD History.
By AJ Thomas
When I woke up this morning I was a Black woman.
It’s not to say that I wasn’t one before, but on this occasion I had changed. My skin was brown, my hair was curly, and my lips were full. I had become a Black woman; I had become a wild thing.
In his poem entitled “Self-pity” the poet D. H. Lawrence says, “I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself.” My metamorphosis from a caterpillar to a butterfly was a slow process.
It’s awards season. And although I did not spend a tremendous amount of time in the movie theater, I learned a thing or two about what’s hot in Hollywood, which might be summed up in the following tweet from Erykah Badu:
Judging from the trailers I sometimes catch while watching television, this observation seems about right. There are two billboards within three blocks of my home: one of a few pale white people (Twilight) and one of Jamie Foxx (Django Unchained). The combination of Badu’s tweet along with the deluge of for and against commentary I’ve seen clog up my various social media timelines about Taratino’s now Golden Globe-winning project, I think now is the right time for me to pitch a film project that encapsulates Hollywood’s current obsession with the garlic-allergic and the enslaved. Check out my one page after the jump.