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The Historic ‘Shut Up’: Jada Pinkett Smith’s Memoir is a Revolutionary Act

By Verde Arzu

Poem by Tupac Shakur

On Being Worthy

Jada Pinkett Smith is the current example of American culture telling Black women to shut up. Our stories don’t matter, our voices are too loud, too aggressive, too something. This reverberated message is historical in nature and entrenched in the fabric of America, dating back to slavery and the stolen voices of Black women subjugated into silence.  Jada Pinkett Smith’s memoir is more than the juicy, sensationalized click-bait the internet has tried to make it out to be. It is the story of a Black woman’s journey through life, her experiences, lessons learned, and wisdom to be passed down, and it is worthy of being told. In the words of Tupac Shakur, Jada Pinkett Smith is a literal example of the proverbial ‘rose that grew from concrete.

On Humble Beginnings

Jada Pinkett Smith, a multi-talented actress who the universe seemingly pulled out of the jaws of the dark, grimy streets of Baltimore as a young teenage drug dealer. A life no doubt headed for prison or worse–the grave. Pinkett Smith was reared by a single mother, a working nurse, who struggled with drug addiction for a great deal of her childhood. At the tender age of seven, as she walked casually down the street with her father by her side, he confessed, “I’m a drug addict and a criminal. So, I can’t be your father.” And with that, he relinquished his rights as her parent. In a sit-down interview at The Guild Theater in Sacramento, Pinkett stated her response was “thank you” because she recognized he was not in her life the way other fathers were and she appreciated his honesty. However, it was her stepfather who promised he would always be in her life, that his disappearance after he and her mother divorced, caused her to have “a very difficult relationship with how I should interact with men in an intimate space—that lack of trust it’s something I am still unpacking.” Some of that unpacking and healing, Pinkett Smith reveals happened along her journey of writing of her memoir, and no doubt must continue to happen during each interview conversation. Healing happens when we speak and reveal the trauma of our past experiences. Worthy teaches its readers lessons on self-reflection and healing.

On Curating Self

Jada Pinkett Smith’s, Worthy, heeds the advice of countless trailblazing women, whose shoulders she undoubtedly stands upon. Pinkett Smith courageously and audaciously tells the story of a life filled with trials, tribulations, young wild, frivolous choices, a grandmother’s love and garden, and the seeds from whence her talents were cultivated and grew. Her story pulls the reader into the human experience of overcoming by going through. The story of a Black woman growing up in America under the spotlight of the media since she won over the hearts of TV watchers at the tender age of eighteen, playing the role of freshman Lena James on the hit TV show, A Different World. A role personally curated for her by award-winning director Debbie Allen.

Today, Pinkett Smith is the curator of her own story, “my belief is that every woman is worthy, a walking treasure, and deserves to live her life as the heroine of her own story. When we as women have the courage to find the keys to the treasure chest of ourselves, we find Divine freedom (a freedom not whimsical), and with this, our lives are deliberately and unapologetically crafted by our own hands.” Black women must continue to be the curators of our own stories, they hold too much spiritual power to let others tell them for us.

On Tupac

It was through their similar upbringings that drew Jada Pinkett Smith and legendary hip-hop artist Tupac Shakur close to each other as teenagers. Both their mothers struggled with addiction. Their bond was unbreakable, Pinkett Smith recalls they developed “an unspoken pact. Imma watch your back and your gonna watch my back. We didn’t have our mothers.” They found safety and security in their loyalty to one another. Although the tabloids, fans, and social media posts continue to question Pinkett Smith’s relationship to Tupac, it is clear from her book and interviews that their friendship was a kinship that provided a steady calm in a world filled with so much instability. Theirs was an “everlasting friendship” that was tragically cut far too soon by gun violence.  Instead of being told to shut up about speaking his name, she should be encouraged to continue to speak about him. We are blessed when we make soul and spiritual connections in our youth that last into our adulthood.

On Just ‘Shut Up!’

From just one interview of Pinkett Smith doing a promotional tour of her memoir posted to social media outlet, Instagram, the comments poured in:

“Can I mute all posts related to her?”

“This lady does not shut up.”

“Shut up! Geezus!!!”

“Will clearly smacked the wrong person.”

“Shut up, already. Damn it.”

“Someone cut her mic.”

“OMG…SHUT UPPPPP.”

Then, there was the picture posted of the then WWE wrestler, The Rock, holding a mic with the caption, “SHUT UP, BITCH!” imprinted on it.

From social media posts to magazine articles, the comments mirrored a call for Pinkett Smith to shut up.

Instead of acquiescing to the demand to ‘just SHUT UP’ while others create the narrative of her life, Pinkett Smith snatched her words and her voice back. And though it be 2023, a revolutionary act for any Black woman. 

Telling Black women to sit down, shut up, and endure cruelty, injustice, lies, and so much more is entrenched and woven into the fabric of America’s quilt. It is a tale as old as time and American as apple pie.

During the era of the enslaved African on stolen Native land, Black women were viewed and treated as chattel, non-human, property, and as such had no rights to their own bodies–their own words. Black women have lived through centuries of incomprehensible trauma, verbal, physical, and sexual abuse while bearing the children of their predators. Enduring it all in silence.

The suffrage movement is yet another example of Black women being forced into the margins of the soundless void and omitted from the historical pages of history–from being acknowledged among those women who worked tirelessly to fight for women’s right to vote. Yet, Black women were suppressed for another forty-five years before they were allowed the right to vote themselves.

 During the 1960s and early ‘70s of the Civil Rights Movement and the Black Power Movement, Black women, though heavy lifters towards the march for freedom and equality, were largely marginalized and silenced behind the voices of their male counterparts.

In Patricia Broussard’s journal publication, Black Women ‘s Post-Slavery Silence Syndrome: A Twenty-First Century Remnant of Slavery, Jim Crow, and Systemic Racism–Who Will Tell Her Stories? Broussard asserts that, “Black women have been promised that their stories will be told, but the telling of their stories has always taken a back seat to more pressing problems surrounding the African-American race.”

It is author and social critic bell hooks (2021) who reminds Black women in her book, Sisters of the Yam, that “we must be about the business of saving ourselves.” Harlem Renaissance author Zora Neale Hurston warns Black women that, “if you’re silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.” Pinkett Smith takes heed to the words of her ancestors in the writing of her memoir Worthy.

“and when we speak we are afraid

our words will not be heard

nor welcomed

but when we are silent

we are still afraid

so it is better to speak

remembering

we were never meant to survive”

-Audre Lorde

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Bear Witness

by Verde Arzu

August 20, 2023

Over sixty Black artists & creatives gather on July 29, 2023 in Sacramento, CA. In Unison, the group chants, “This is PROOf!” [Video taken by Verde Arzu]

"Black artists continue to work and live in spaces where they are still the only or one of few. We know we are here but sometimes we need to see the proof too!" -Faith J. McKinnie

This Is PROOf

On Saturday, July 29, 2023, more than sixty vibrant, Black artists and creatives from in and around the city of Sacramento descended upon its downtown area in unforgettable fashion to capture a historic moment in photographic form. Capturing PROOf provides Black artists an opportunity to continue the legacy of boldly proclaiming our existence, reclaiming our culture, and rejecting the generations-long efforts to deny and exclude Black artistry from mainstream access. 

Now, more than ever, it is essential for Black artists of all genres to be bold with their craft–to claim their rightful place, to create art that speaks to the lived experiences of Blackness and tell Black stories with audacity. PROOf’s collaboration was spearheaded by two of Sacramento’s phenomenal artists, Faith J. McKinnie, and Dev Anglin. Faith is Executive Director of Black Artists Foundry, an organization dedicated to addressing the “disparities that have long hindered” Black artists’ progress. Dev Anglin is owner of Nine Sixteen Luxuries “This is Sac,” a fashion and novelty company, which provides luxury wear for the people. Anglin is also a multi-faced artist, and the photographer behind the lens responsible for capturing this visual testament. 

PROOf for Future Generations

Future Black artists need to be able to see themselves–to see that it is possible to find success within any artistic discipline, to be inspired by those who came before them, and to have a road map to follow as their foundation. PROOf is a history lesson for future generations.

McKinnie states, “The goal for PROOf was to gather Black artists and creatives from around the greater Sacramento region, to capture an image that bears witness to the fact that we were here. I have studied the Harlem Renaissance images and archives of convening Black folks and found the pressing need to document our own contemporary moment. Fully understanding that one day this will be 100 years in the past and will motivate folks just as those early 20th century images did for me.” 

McKinnie’s message is poignant, powerful, and timely. In a juncture in America where elected officials work desperately to erase the truth of the Black experience from classrooms, and re-write history in the textbooks through legislation, Black artists must get to work to make sure the truth is told. Toni Morrison once said, “This is precisely the time when artists must go to work. There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. That is how civilizations heal.”  PROOf is the work, it is that voice, that bravery, and the healing we all need to be rejuvenated to create on. We are who future generations will look to. 

Better Together

The timing felt anointed, as the moment paid homage to Black artists from the past. Artists like Gerry Simpson, who has been creating art in Sacramento for over twenty-five years, whose shoulders we undoubtedly stand upon today; while celebrating and empowering present-day artists. A year in the making, Anglin recalls, “PROOf came from a common thread of wanting to bring the people together to historically preserve us.” 

PROOf says Sacramento Black artists of all disciplines show up for one another, we understand the power in unifying. When asked why showing PROOf in Sacramento is important, Anglin replied, “I believe PROOf is important for Sacramento specifically because of the amazing Black talent we have in abundance. Although it’s a vast number of us, we are not all connected. As we should know, when we come together, we’re able to be more effective at any objective. I know that PROOf can provide that bridge of connection, support, and resources. Resulting in strengthening the city & the Black community creatively and economically.” I believe we can all agree. After all, history has shown us, from the artists of The Harlem Renaissance, that we are powerful together. There are no margins with which we fit in when we are together.

A Sacred Vibe

The atmosphere and energy on the outdoor stage was electric from the moment I walked up. The kinetic buzz in the voices from the sixty plus people gathered and connecting with each other was rhythmic all on its own. I was pulled in and my unease vanished. As an independent Black queer writer, blogger, and podcaster, I was blessed and privileged to experience the gathering of PROOf first-hand. I felt the welcoming vibe calling me into the familiarity of Black love. It was a moment like none I have ever experienced since moving to Sacramento over a decade ago. I finally felt at home.

PROOf was a reminder to me and those there, that the spaces we create when we gather are sacred. Our unity pulled in passersby like scheduled audience members, as they watched on in awe of our greatness. Together, we could not be overlooked or ignored. Black artists, from all forms, were connecting with each other. In attendance were content creators, visual artists, models, stylists, curators, writers, photographers, among others, in a pond of Blackness. It was exactly the kind of nourishment our souls needed. A born introvert, I struggle to promote my brand. Moments like these are crucial for all artists, but especially for those who find themselves creating alone. 

Among the many dope, Black artists in attendance was content creator, visual artist, and stylist, Keia Kodama, who currently has a sneaker installation at Sacramento’s Arden Mall. A Black artist who created a mind-blowing pair of “Hair Force 1s,” that are a salute to Black womxn and our hair stories. Model, actress, dancer, thrifter, Mersadez Hogan. She introduced herself to me as a model making space in the world of fashion for plus-size womxn. Camille Janae, who is an entrepreneur and poet, making space for “melanated creatives,” through “Out the Way on J,” a spot where folks can come listen to spoken word and live jazz. The moment of PROOf created hallowed ground.

History

The occasion was unforgettable for sure and historic for certain. The lives of the Black artists who gathered there will forever be changed. We have been recorded in the books of history. We have proclaimed our existence, and boldly made it known that we are here. Anglin declares, “We can expect more love and fun. More history to be made by intertwining our crafts and resources. We can expect the world will not be able to wipe us from any records of humanity and culture, especially in Sacramento, CA.” It is exactly the kind of legacy that is vital.  

In an interview on ABCs, “The View,” Viola Davis was asked why representation matters. Her response, “Because you need to see a physical manifestation of your dreams…there is something about seeing someone who looks like you that makes it more tangible. You can see it, you can touch it, and it gives you the ability to look through your imagination, you know? You got to see a way out. Someone has to provide a portal.” PROOf’s 2023 gathering of Black artists in Sacramento is that portal. 

McKinnie hopes, “to see something organically grow from this. We all need each other,” she affirmed. Perhaps the next time we gather will be at a cookout. How historically dope would that be? 

Click the links to learn more and support!

https://www.blackartistfoundry.org/

https://linktr.ee/dev_a

https://linktr.ee/camillejanaehair

https://linktr.ee/keia.mae

https://linktr.ee/mersyhogan

Sources:

https://www.blackartistfoundry.org/proof

https://sacobserver.com/2021/09/local-black-artists-finding-their-stage/

https://www.blackartistfoundry.org/

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Solidarity Saturdays in America’s Farm to Fork Capital 

by Verde Arzu

Solidarity Saturdays

Solidarity Saturdays is a not-for-profit program led by Kachiside Madu of @makeitmadu images (IG). This organization provides clothing, food, and personal items to people in the community suffering from homelessness. “We are cultivating relationships, impacting our communities while bringing awareness to the displacement crisis in Sacramento,” Madu states on his social media page.

This past weekend was my first day as a volunteer at Solidarity Saturdays. I volunteered alongside Madu and others who have consistently shown up on countless 2nd Saturdays of the month to serve the people in Sacramento.

My Experience with Solidarity Saturdays

This experience was a powerful one for me because I had an opportunity to be up close and personal with people in the city that I live in who are without homes. I drive by or walk by them daily. We all do. It is one thing to occasionally stop, roll down my window and give whatever change I have in my car or provide a free meal to someone from time to time. It is quite the other to connect to their humanity and be reminded that they are no different from me. To see a daughter, a mother, a sister, a father, a nephew, a brother, a friend. These are people who are more than their current circumstances. People who aren’t a single story. People who simply need help in one form or the other. 

My emotions were a swinging pendulum. I was moved from sad to angry.  From feeling helpless to realizing I am someone who is not doing enough. I wanted to cry but I forced my tears back in. I didn’t feel like I had a right to cry–to feel sorry for anyone. Feeling sorry wasn’t going to change a damn thing, I told myself. My emotions were conflicted because I kept reminding myself that I AM NOT THE ONE WHO IS WITHOUT A HOUSE TO LIVE IN. This is not about you, I kept telling myself. Then, I fought to be gentle with myself. I wanted to honor and make room for my feelings. Of course I was emotional. People living on the street without their basic needs being met is not normal. Unlike Kachiside Madu, many of us have all found a way to normalize homelessness, to distance ourselves from their sufferings. Yet, people experiencing homelessness is a national crisis.

Humanity In All People

I am reminded that I must always look into the eyes of those who are suffering from homelessness, see their humanity, and see myself, too. We are no different from each other. Our stories may vary, our experiences may differ, but we are the same–we are all human.

I saw people living in tents on the side of the road right underneath a vibrantly colored, painted sign that read, “We are America’s farm to fork capital.”  Imagine a row of people living in tattered tents with trash scattered everywhere (the city doesn’t even provide them with trash cans) with messaging like this. Envision living outside in tumultuous weather throughout the seasons, no fresh food or water, right underneath this sign. Can you imagine that?

Volunteer

Madu is out serving the people every second Saturday of the month, building community, relationships, and making people feel loved and remembered. Our support can include donations such as personal items and clothes, (he posts a list on his social media page monthly), volunteering to assemble “care packages”, or walking in the community to hand out items directly to the people. Madu’s mission is simple, serve the people in the community who need it. Madu never puts pressure on others to volunteer, “If you can’t today, just know that every second Saturday from 11-1, we are at 1590 North A Street!”

As I handed someone a care package or a cold bottle of water, and they shared their gratitude, my response was, “you’re welcome,” but my heart screamed, “this is the LEAST I can do!” I am forever grateful for Solidarity Saturdays, a program in service to the people.

If you live in Sacramento, CA and want to volunteer for Solidarity Saturdays or provide donations, reach out to @makeitmadu on Instagram to learn more.

“The poorest [person] in the world is not the one without money but the one without people.” 

-African Proverb