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Rock was bused to schools in predominately white neighborhoods of Brooklyn, where he endured bullying and beatings from white students. As he got older, the bullying became worse and Rock’s parents pulled him out of James Madison High School. He decided to drop out of high school altogether and later received a GED.
Just a reminder: Racism is not restricted to the South and it never was.
A wise black man once told me “that whites in the south like niggas in particular, not in general, and whites in the north like niggas in general, not in particular.”
my great grandma used to say that too^
Finally, some good advice from Cosmo
I grew up in the South, where sexism can be so aggressive it smacks you upside the head (or in other places), so naturalized it’s like the sun coming up in the morning. In the late ’80s and early ’90s, when I was coming into adulthood, open expressions of feminist ideas could earn you hostility that was often downright scary.
But reading feminist authors like Marilyn French and Betty Friedan when I was an undergraduate at the University of Georgia gave me a sense that the resistance I felt to the discrimination I saw around me was something to be nurtured rather than overcome. I learned that being a feminist in the South was tough — it meant you had to be quick, Protean, subversive, and you damn well better have a sense of humor, or you would not survive. It also gave me strength and pride to identify with a movement that could correct wrongs and rewrite a social script that didn’t fit me.
|—||Lynn Stuart Parramore in What I Learned Growing Up in the South as a Feminist, and the Problems With Today’s Feminist Movement (via likethedew)|