Black Panther snatched my edges. All of them. Before I went to see the film on Friday I was so anxious. I had been waiting to see this film for months and the day was finally here. I was slightly nervous because there has been sooo much hype. And as you know hype can ruin a movie. Nevertheless, I walk to the theater half surprised to see a line outside the door, but being me I don’t wait in line. Im a blender. Even though I was there an hour early I STILL had to wait on another line where I meet other cool black millennial’s and we gushed about being happy to see so many black people.
I kid you not, 5 minutes into the movie I felt like my spirit was going to jump out of my body so it could be in Wakanda. When the movie ended I didn’t even want to leave. So I hung back with my new friends and we literally talked about the movie and black things for 2 hours. Im not exaggerating. There are many aspects of the film to love, but there was a standout moment in the film that made me uneasy.
This idea came up during my hour 2 convo with my new friends. Do black people help others to our own detriment? In the film, Everett jumps in front of a bullet to protect Nakia. Nakia and King T’Challa are adamant about bringing him back to Wakanda for healing but Okoye makes a great point by telling them Martin is a CIA operative and letting him in of the secret could but their whole country in danger. A soon as they decided to bring Everett to Wakanda I exclaimed, THIS IS WHERE WE ALWAYS MESS UP! Shuri jokes “Another broken white boy for us to fix” indicating that this is not the first time they’ve done this. But as a whole, Black people are always the one to take the high road. Save the outsider/colonizer. Help him/her. Yet we do not receive the same compassion when we are the outsiders.
Black people are always expected to be the helping hand of others so much so strangers expect us to get up out of our seats so they can sit down. These strangers always seem to be white ones however. See examples of actual black people ask to leave their seats for the comfort of white people. Student Asked to Give Up Seat in Crowded Classroom or White Woman Asks Black Woman to Give up Her Seat in a Crowded Coffee Shop Let me remind you, these are just seats as a people we’ve given up much more to white folk to our demise. I won’t get too gory, you can read the history books.
Should we be reconsidering ALWAYS talking the high road and being the “nice guy” because we feel like we need to prove that we are good? Maybe we should start to focus of self more, especially when the consequences of not focusing on us can be detrimental to our way of life.
With all the stereotypes surrounding black people as a whole, we a guilted into doing the “right thing” for the sake of doing the “right thing”. I was raised in a family that left hotels and restaurants cleaner than we found them because we didn’t want them to say black people are dirty. And don’t forget tipping! Since “Black people don’t tip” we always have to tip 20%. I reject that. We need to stop being so reactionary and feeding into the stereotypes. Comment below!