As much as I hate to say it and add fuel to the flames that singes away at the souls of a race of beautiful women. I must confess that I am an angry black woman. She and I are one in the same and yet one of many. I accept this title with acknowledgement and realization that it does not define me and the essence of my being. It is not the single most relevant characteristic of who I am as a woman of African decent. It is however an identifying emotion of my life experiences, trials and misfortunes. It is an effect of many causes. These causes have in fact made me angry, but have not destroyed me and to great extent have strengthened me and are the root of my endurance, perseverance and survival. It is ironic, that which strengthens me, is also that which handicaps me and casts a dark shadow upon me in the world. My anger drives me to act, propels me to success, only to hinder me from the completeness and fulfillment of love, love of a man, my country and most importantly love of self.
It is well known that the stereotype of the black woman being angry has long encompassed, plagued and shadowed black women not only in their own communities and relationship but in the world as a whole. The stereotype presents a negative worldview on black women without addressing or identifying the factors behind the alleged anger that appears to handicap black women.
The purpose of this group is to encourage and promote an open forum and dialogue to discuss this issue and thereby identify the conditions and circumstances that anger women. In addition, most importantly to encourage an open-minded willingness to understand. As we strive all the while to grow as individuals, raise our children with passion, keep our communities alive and be a source of strength to our men; we must also work diligently to enlighten ourselves, families, communities and the world of our magnificent identities and obtain absolution from the angry black woman stereotype.
Black women are no less likely to experience anger than anyone else. The question is are we really angry? Is the anger merely to be associated with our race as opposed to our circumstance. Are we only angry because we are single mothers and feel abandoned by are counterparts? Are we angry because we aren't getting the jobs we need and making the necessary income to provide for our families? Could it be that we are angry about, the quality of education our children are getting? Could it be that we have so many black men, incarcerated and incapacitated within our society? Could it be that our communities are assualted with drugs and violence? Could it be that our youth are culturally under attacks that limit their ambitions? Could it be that we aren't getting the standard of health care that is needed that would increase the life expectancy of black people? It could be any one of those issues and many more that we are angry about. They should make us and the world outraged that the conditions are in greater porportions realities of the black experience. Futhermore, the fact of the matter is the issues identified should make us angry amongst a host of other emotions, they should make disappointed, they should make us encouraged to improved them, they should make us care about each other. They should make us stop stereotyping and generalizing black women as being angry, without understanding her.
Beyond the anger there are words to be heard, voices to speak them, ears to hear them and minds to understand them. It is with this recognition that this group is open to all ethnicities and genders to manifest an abundance of opportunities to deliver our messages on a larger scale. A lack of understanding is just as debilitating as the loss of limbs as without limbs there are limits to our physical movements. Lack of understanding limits the mobility of our intellectual capabilities and stifles our growth and progression towards acceptance and understanding of one another.