SOmething other than the golden statue

Everyone knows that there's equality in the United States. As much as we'd like to pretend we're all holding hands and singing kumbaya, it's just not happening. Racism is alive and well and it's evident in all aspects of life. For me, I see it in award shows constantly. Most recently with snubs for films such as Selma and Dear White People this year, it's evident that African Americans and all people of color are having a hard time of it when it comes to getting recognized for great performances.

But then there are things like Alfre Woodard's Oscar's Sistahs Soiree that keep me inspired and give me hope that recognition will eventually come to those who are truly talented regardless of skin color. The purpose is to bring together women of color who are amazingly talented, and show them that there is a group rooting for them. That we are much more powerful when we lift each other up versus stepping on one another to get a leg up. Hollywood may not recognize our talent, but we know, and if events like this continue, eventually we won't have to worry about that little gold man being the bane of existence for one's  career. It'll no longer be the marker for supposed excellence. Or they could simply get their heads out of their butts and finally figure out that it's not the color of one's skin and/or  gender that makes them talented. It's something no little gold man can measure. In the meantime, I'll be looking for my invitation to the Soiree in the future.




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