Showing posts with label Nia Wilson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nia Wilson. Show all posts

Friday, August 6, 2021

Durham's racial divide didn't begin with Rodrigo Dorfman

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COMMENTARY: Durham’s racial divide didn’t begin when Rodrigo Dorfman wrote an incendiary letter to members of Nuestra Gente de PA, an action team created by Latinx activist. Dorfman, a documentary filmmaker, didn’t start the fight, but his fiery three-page email from August 30, 2019 illustrates massive hostility that woefully defines local politics.

The email was triggered by an intense confrontation between Dorfman and Nia Wilson, co-executive director of SpiritHouse, during the August 21, 2019 People’s Alliance PAC meeting. Dorfman endorsed Charlie Reece, Jillian Johnson and Javiera Caballero, the three incumbent city council members. Wilson made her pitch for Joshua Gunn, a fourth generation Durham born and raised hip-hop artist and businessman “who comes from a legacy of slavery and black people whose blood is in this soil.”

Wilson, in an interview with IndyWeek reporter Thomasi McDonald, says Dorfman told the audience: “Brown people built Durham, and [my] blood is in this soil, too.” Dorfman recalls it differently. He says his actual words were, “Brown people helped to build Durham, too.” Another Black woman bellowed at Dorfman not to support his candidate on the backs of Black ancestors. A deputy from the Sheriff Department stepped between the two during their confrontation.

What followed was Dorfman’s legendary email rant outlining his views of Durham’s Black leadership. He labeled them anti-LGBTQIA. He called Gunn a Black capitalist. He called Pierce Freelon, who lost elections for mayor and state senate before being appointed by the city council to fill Vernetta Alston’s seat when she was elected to serve as a state senator, “an artist , with no clear useful ideology.” He said DeDreanna Freeman, a city council member serving Ward I, is “failing miserably at being a positive force for the council”. He called supporters of former school board and city council member Jackie Wagstaff homophobic and anti-immigrant and questioned their intelligence. He faulted Wilson for seizing the “blood and soil” battle cry of white nationalist.

Dorfman’s email was resurrected during conversations regarding the recommendation to add him to the Durham City Council Cultural Advisory Board. A group of concerned Black and Brown residents believe it’s reasonable to suggest Dorfman’s email is a treatise attacking the merits of Black leadership in Durham. They believe the letter is part of a formalized effort to divide Black and Brown citizens of Durham.

Dorfman claims he’s not a racist. Wilson and others assert racism is based on what you say and do. If it quacks like a duck, it’s a duck. Dorfman and his supporters maintain enough time has passed to move past the trauma created by his email. Critics maintain the terms of forgiveness should be determined by the people offended.

Dorfman has his own explanation regarding what happened after being forced to resign from the process to serve on the City Council Cultural Arts Advisory Board.

“I was recently publicly accused of being a racist, misogynist agent of the patriarchy. I was accused of “talking over people”. This politically motivated accusation was used against me in order to force me to withdraw my nomination from a Durham City Board (more on that later) and help certain local politicians to show how tough they are,” Dorfman posted on his Facebook page. “Let’s throw the Latino immigrant under the bus and win an election.”

 Politics aside, Dorfman offers a heartfelt assessment of his interactions with people.

 “Many of you know that I have been (finally) diagnosed with ADHD and I’m being treated for it. As you can imagine, the PTSD from growing up as a political refugee on the run from a fascist dictatorship did not make it any easier, since I just had to force my way through a very difficult childhood. It made me resilient. But that resiliency comes at a cost. One of the symptoms of ADHD is that your mind races very fast, all the time. And that unfortunately means that I’m impulsive and often times talk over people. I don’t mean any harm. and I’m working on it.

Dorfman shares the challenge of “talking over people”. He discusses the conditioning of patriarchy and the influence of learned behaviors, “being born out of trauma” and “being reduced to a simple negative stereotype.”

I can’t help but think there is a lesson for all of us. All of us are learning to be present in a world of diversity. I would like to think none of us are measured fully by our mistakes. This is the miscalculation of cancel culture. I pray we are all moving toward understanding a better way. Sadly, politics eliminates the possibility for change. In a world managed by winners and losers, there’s limited space for adjusting to create a better way.

Dorfman’s confession is a step in a different direction. Steps are limited by the aches of political expulsion. Being called a racist is a terrible thing. It’s made worse by the lack of forgiveness in a political world insensitive to the damage created by the perception of racist deeds.

Durham’s racial divide didn’t begin with Dorfman. My faith teaches me never to judge the heart of a person. I refrain from calling people racist, while noting actions perceived to be racist. Often, things get lost in the translation.  

It helps to own the indiscretion. Personally, I’ve made comments perceived to be sexist. I’m certain I’ve made statements rooted in racism toward Brown people. In my lifetime, I can’t count homophobic comments made from ignorance. I’ve made stupid statements from pulpits. I’ve written things I wish I could make go away. I deserve to be chastised for uncountable cases of verbal malfeasance. 

Hopefully, prayerfully, God isn’t done with me.  I seek to continue to engage in conversations aimed at helping me become a better person and citizen of a diverse world. With that in mind, I’m present in a process of renewal. If people are willing, I’m present. If people can acknowledge how their words and deeds harm others, I’ll try. I’ll try the best I can. 

With this as a foundational claim, I’m not throwing my friendships away as long as they continue to engage in helping me understand. 

We can begin by you not telling me it’s all in my imagination. When I say ouch, stop. Stop and apologize. After apologizing, do better. 

I will try to do the same.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Collective Sun challenges the notion of tolerance



When the Daily Beast named Durham, NC the nation’s most tolerant city, my son, King Kenney, responded by writing about memories of being stopped by police for walking in his own neighborhood, driving for being black and enduring living in a community that fails to support African American men.

My son’s rant, posted on his Facebook wall, reflects a deeper concern related to the assumptions we make about tolerance. The absence of hate crimes, the presence of diversity and the acceptance of same-gender unions doesn’t negate the hostility felt by African American men.

His words speak to a deep angst that will appear on stage at the Hayti Heritage Center on Friday, February 24. Collective Sun – reshape the mo(u)rning is part performance, part exhibit and part audio installation. It tells the stories of how violence, prison and policing have eroded hope among African American boys and their mothers.

“We started this project eight years ago,” says Nia Wilson, executive director of SpiritHouse. “It’s a dialogue about the truth about policing in our community.”

SpiritHouse, the organization presenting Collective Sun, started listening and found common themes. They heard the pain of being followed by the police, being pulled over for no reason and having to endure it just because it comes with being black. They heard stories about life behind bars and the dread felt while waiting for your son to come home.

“How long have we survived this type of abuse,” Wilson asked. “Image the pain of a mother who has to deal with the fear of having her son walking in the streets.”

Rachael Derello will present a scene that confronts the agony of women delivering babies in prison. “They deliver babies while in shackles,” Derello says. “They give the mother 20 minutes with the baby and then they take the baby away.”

“These are stories that we don’t understand as stories,” Derello continued. “These are the stories of black mothers who fear our children will be taken away.”

“People are saying they are touched in ways they have never felt before,” Wilson says. “People are saying this is how this subject impacts me. They are saying I can’t be all I need to be out of fear.”

Derello and Wilson say the work is an organic script. It is still brewing due to their desire to not silence a voice.

“In December we had a stage reading,” Wilson says. “From that reading we heard the voice of black men wasn’t strong enough.” It was an all female cast. It presented the perspective of mothers. The women on the stage begged for solutions on how to protect their boys and men. It shared the fear of their sons being killed or arrested. But those men weren't speaking.

The men had to be heard. They needed to hear the stories we don’t talk about. How does it feel to be policed constantly? How does it feel being followed whenever you go to the mall? What happens to the psyche of a black boy when he endures all of that attention just because of the color of his skin?

The celebration of Durham’s tolerance exposes a lack of compassion for the city’s black men. Truth is it’s not a Durham problem. Black men are feared and unjustly profiled around the world. We are assumed guilty until proven otherwise. We are maligned due to the notions of those who define us based on the clippings in the newspaper and evening news.

Yes, I’ve been stopped for driving while black and walking while black. Yes, I’ve been followed while shopping. I have watched white women cross the street when I approach them. To all that I respond: I don’t want the money in your purse. I’m not here to shoplift. You’re not my type so I have no interest in forcing you to have sex with me. I don’t fit the description of the man you are looking for. I’m 6’1” with locs. He’s 5’9” with a bald head. Let’s not forget they say he’s in his mid 20’s. Yes, I look good for my age, but I have children older than that!

Durham may be the most tolerant when it comes to certain things, but it sure gets old being forced into one of those pigeon holes used to define my character.

Someone may say that’s an overreaction. To that I respond, come to the Collective Sun: reshape the mo(u)rning. We can talk after the show.

For more information and to purchase tickets go to:
http://collectivesun.eventbrite.com/