hey! intersectionality? a word we need to learn and live
I don’t write often on here about my sexual orientation because this blog focuses on my journeys through African American food history. I came out when I was 16 years old in my school newspaper, and I was scared but I was ready to stand up for being who I was.
Wow…I’ve been out for 23 years….
Over the years I waxed and waned in how open I was about my orientation because frankly there were people around whom it wasn’t particularly safe to be honest about who I was. But this is a moment where the word irrevocable is in order. I will never do that dance again to accommodate the weak sensibilities based on prejudice. Prejudice it has been said, is nothing more than an emotional commitment to ignorance. If you know anything about my work, I can’t countenance that. For the most part I have spent…
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