August 28, 2013

Fannie Lou Hamer and Her Dream for Jobs and Freedom

By Jazmine Walker


As we celebrate the 50th anniversary of the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom, it is critical that we remember that this march was about advocating for social and economic justice. In an era when people across the country are asking, “Where are the Black women leaders?” activists like Fannie Lou Hamer serve as a reminder of how many rural Black women have always been strong leaders. For Hamer, people could not be free unless they had freedom “from hunger, poverty, and homes that did not adequately protect needy families from the cold winds of ‘Old Man Winter.’”

An outspoken woman from Sunflower County, Mississippi, Fannie Lou Hamer bravely described her traumatic forced sterilization story and showed the importance of advocating for the reproductive rights of women of color.

A daughter of sharecroppers, she is also remembered as a grassroots voting rights activist and as someone who devoted her life to improving the livelihoods of rural Black women and families independent of the local, state, and federal government.

According to data from the 1960 census, about 5,000 families in Sunflower County earned less than $2,000 a year. To alleviate this poverty, Hamer began the Freedom Farm with a donation of 50 pigs from the National Council of Negro Women. She also acquired some 700 acres of land on which to grow, produce, and raise livestock to provide nutritional food for families across the Delta and generate income for Black women heads of household and young people who worked on the farm. In For Freedom’s Sake, author Chana Kai Lee reminds us that the Freedom Farm also provided families with down payments for Federal Housing Administration mortgages to increase homeownership, transportation to medical facilities, and scholarships for college or training schools, and served as a crisis relief agency for families in the region.

Though farming may seem to be a departure from Hamer’s civil rights work, it was actually a continuation of it, since the work created avenues for long-term empowerment of rural communities while also providing opportunities to improve the political, economic, and social well-being of Black women and girls. And though the Freedom Farm eventually failed, Fannie Lou Hamer’s legacy continues through a number of Black women farmers and Black women farmer-owned cooperatives across the rural South.

Black women-led cooperatives like the Southern Rural Black Women’s Initiative—a women’s agricultural cooperative in the Mississippi Delta—are working to supply fresh produce to local schools, restaurants, and farmers’ markets to provide economic opportunities for Black women and girls who lack access to quality education, jobs, and health care. As conservatives continue to compromise rural livelihoods by attempting to double food stamp cuts to roughly $40 billion over the next ten years, these groups are creating opportunities for farmers of color to ensure that women and girls live in conditions that enable them to improve their quality of life and health.

Black women like Fannie Lou Hamer embody the spirit of the March on Washington and the Civil Rights Movement, and Hamer’s legacy lives on through Black women and girls who are looking to generate and hold financial and intellectual assets so they can collectively build on and sustain their land and heritage.

Though many of these low-income women farmers lack the financial resources and flexibility to travel to Washington to commemorate the march for their right to civil and economic equality, they are collectively working together to invest in shared infrastructure and merge their fiscal and intellectual resources to ensure that rural communities grow and thrive. They help make the 50th anniversary of the March on Washington worth celebrating, and represent the work for freedom that Fannie Lou Hamer envisioned.


This piece was originally published on RH Reality Check in partnership with Echoing Ida.

Jazmine Walker, MA is a contributor to Echoing Ida, a project of Strong Families. She is a Mississippi native that specializes in reproductive and agricultural economic justice in the rural south. She provides support for MS & AL agricultural organizations working to create multiple forms of wealth to ensure that black farmers and rural communities are not only sustained, but also thriving. She currently resides in Asheville, NC. You can find her blogging at Still Furious and Brave. 

August 26, 2013

Women’s Equality Day 2013: Celebrating the nostalgia of past successes while remaining rooted in the dangers of the future


By Jasmine Burnett

Today, August 26, 2013 is Women’s Equality Day. It marks 93 years that white women have had access to the vote, and over 40 years since this day has been nationally recognized. Giving full credit to the importance of what this day means to the legacy of women’s leadership and self determination, I would be remiss if I didn’t acknowledge that Black women did not have access to the vote until our gender caught up with our race with the Voting Rights Act of 1965.

Unfortunately, just this year, in a 5 to 4 vote, the Supreme Court struck down the “racial discrimination” clause of the act, “freeing nine states, mostly in the South, to change their election laws without advance federal approval.” What this means is that 9 states – Alabama, Alaska, Arizona, Georgia, Louisiana, Mississippi, South Carolina, Texas and Virginia and a number of counties and municipalities including Manhattan and Brooklyn will now be left to local jurisdiction on redistricting without Federal approval. Consequently, this means the way the lines are drawn can shift who controls the governing body and essentially change which policies get passed into law; as was evidenced in 2011 with the ballot and Personhood initiatives in Mississippi.

This ruling comes on the heels of an unprecedented voter turnout for Black Americans at 95% in 2008 and 93% in 2012. Black women have been leaders through our vote in the 2008 and 2012 Presidential elections outpacing Black men by 9 percentage points. Though this percentage is not a reflection of the disinterest of Black men in the vote it is, however, connected to the disproportionate number of Black men who have a felony conviction, which limits their access to the vote. According to the Sentencing Project, “1.4 million African American men, or 13% of Black men, is disenfranchised, a rate seven-times the national average.” For Black women, voter disenfranchisement due to felony convictions is 3 times the national average of women. This disenfranchisement also extends to Transgender individuals where their identification does not match their gender presentation. This has led to harassment at the polling site and many being asked to leave.

As I reflect on how Black women enter this celebration, I’m reminded of the internal racial and gender dynamics reflected in the recent hashtags #solidarityisforwhitewomen and #blackpowerisforblackmen that flooded Twitter this month serving as a cultural reminder that “All The Women are White, All the Blacks are Men, But Some of Us Are Brave.” Inherent in those hashtags are testimonies attached to the lived experiences of Black women today fighting for equality, recognition and access to address the systemic barriers that have shifted at best, and become more sophisticated at worse. For now, I’ll toss my confetti in celebration of the distance that we’ve traveled, while at the same time arming myself for the uncertainty of what this celebration will mean for us in the future.


This piece was originally posted on jasmineburnett.com and is being cross-posted with permission.

Jasmine Burnett is a participant in Echoing Ida, a project of Strong Families. Since 2009, Jasmine has been a Reproductive Justice leader and grassroots organizer in New York City. She is the Lead Organizer of New York Coalition for Reproductive Justice (NYC4RJ), formerly organized as SisterSong NYC. Jasmine also advocates for the Right to Sexual Pleasure and to Define Families through her online community, Aunt Betty’s Basement.

It’s Not My Body, It’s Not My Choice: What A Queer Male Has To Say About Abortion

By Jonathan Dsouza
I stood there, completely underdressed for the occasion. I looked down at my denim jeans, a t-shirt, and a hoodie (AKA the Non-profit uniform) tugging at them like an uncomfortable toddler in his first suit. My gaze shifted nervously to the battalion of intelligent, well-quaffed women before me. Each one standing tall and strong, surrounded with air of gravity that only truth presents. There I was, literally, the odd man out. We were waiting to stand before the California State Senate Appropriations Committee, waiting to voice our opinion.

Four hours earlier I was situated in the back seat of a car heading to Sacramento from San Francisco. There was a light tension in the air. A light nervous electricity that buzzing field of anticipation mixed with expectation and uncertainty.

The three women in the car and I all exchanged pleasant conversation, mostly about current politics and idle gossip. We all were there with a common goal, a common thread that connected us together. All of us were headed to voice our support during the Senate vote on AB 154.

Presently, I stood in the quickly diminishing line to voice my opinion. I was nervous. The waiting was getting to me. My heart was racing. Step, wait, step, wait, step, wait. By breath was a little more shallow with each step. I could feel the flop sweat gathering on my brow. All I could do was look down and pick at some loose threads on my sweater while the women in front of me spoke.

I could feel the strength and conviction in their voices, “I completely support the expansion of reproductive health care in California and I support AB 154.” Each word rang in my ears, as random thoughts randomly exploded through my head.

What was I doing in this line! This is no place for me to be. This is not my story to tell. I should be supporting from the trenches. I started looking around for a way to slip out of the line, collect my thoughts, and then decide on how to proceed. It was far too late for that. There were only three women, five yards, and one microphone between me and the members of Senate.

My head was awash with thoughts. I couldn't help but think that as a queer male certain segments of the population on both sides of this discussion would make the claim that my voice, my thoughts, my view on abortion—no matter the alignment—would be unimportant to the larger discussion. The most used reasons to ignore my voice are: You are a man, you have not and will not impregnate someone, and you won’t ever get pregnant. 

My mind shifted back to the ride up to Sacramento. The I-80, for me, is memory lane. As the scenery hurried past us in a green blur, I remember the time I spent on that road driving to and from UC Davis. All of the organizing I had done, the protests, the funding drives, the information campaigns, and activities with social justice organizations I had been part of over the years. I remembered that I worked to strengthen many causes that did not, and would not ever directly pertain to me. Each one was an important piece of the larger social justice puzzle.

My train of thought jumped another set of tracks. I thought, It’s not my body; it’s not my choice. And it’s not my body, or my choice, but I support the right for women to be able to decide for themselves what is best for them.

Because it is not my body, who am I to tell women what they should or should not do with theirs. That’s how I’ve always approached the topic. It will never be my choice, it will never be a choice that I have to make, and I am so thankful for that. For the women who have to make that choice, I want to ensure that they have access to safe, reliable reproductive healthcare and abortion close to them.

As I inched closer to the stand I felt more and more tension in my back. I could feel all of the eyes of the room burning holes into me. My personal outlook on publicly voicing opinions is that if it does not directly engage in my life I should hand the microphone off to someone who is directly engaged and support from behind. Support through my actions, not my words. My nana always would say, “Show me, not tell me—words vanish into the air as soon as you say them. If you do it, it will last forever.”

I felt a soft buzzing in my pocket. I slid out my phone and read the text set in the small blue bubble.

“You’ll see that plenty of men are comfortable speaking for the other side . . .”

I was next. I could feel the wake of the wind as the women left the space in front of me. I didn’t know what I was going to say, or how I was going to say it. I just knew why I was going to say it.

I looked back and one of the women organizing the day smiled and waved at me as she put her phone back in her pocket. Before I could wave back I felt a cold weight in my hand.

I thought back to the actions that I have taken to help ensure women are able to make healthy life choices. I thought of the women in my life that I wanted to have that choice. I thought about the stupid sunflower seed that was currently crammed between my teeth digging into my gums and how badly I needed to floss. I swung the heavy microphone up, mu mouth opening, ready to speak.

I realized I had swung it up with a little too much gusto, as it collided with my face. A dull thud echoed through the silent room. I took a moment, took a breath, and said, “I am Jonathan D’souza, here on behalf of Strong Families and Forward Together. I live in San Francisco. I work in Oakland. I fully support women, their right to choose, their right to safe and reliable local health care, and I fully support AB 154.”

It was all over . . . I was perched in my car seat, before I knew what had happened. I had used my voice that day as an action, to speak for those who could not be there, and it felt strange, but it felt good.



Jonathan joined the Forward Together team in early 2013 as the Manager of Online Engagement. He has been a native of the San Francisco Bay Area since birth, spending a few of his childhood years living abroad with his extended family in Bombay, India. 

He has never been more than 10 feet from a computer since the first time he powered on his Commodore 64. At the University of California, Davis, while earning B.A.s in Gender Studies and English, he created grassroots campaigns to advance and increase awareness of Women’s and LGBT rights.

Professionally, he focuses his technical aptitude to help increase the capacity of organizations to connect with current and prospective members and to organize more efficiently. At home you will find him cooking, organizing his unusually large music collection, and spending some quality time with his partner and Phoenix, their dog.

August 24, 2013

Teach me how to breast feed--Video!



(Via Youtube X The Custom-Fit Work Place)


This totally rocks! Posted by TaNefer Lumukanda on August 2, 2013, she explains why she made it:

I wanted to provide accurate and positive information about breastfeeding in a way that would capture people's attention and brighten up their day. I know how hard breastfeeding can be in the first few days, but I also know it can get better with support. If a new mom anywhere in the world can relate and find this song helpful then I have done my job a thousand times over. In the African American community breastfeeding rates are lower than other ethnic groups. Breastfeeding also reduces the risks of many health disparities that are prevalent among African Americans. By doing this song and video not only does the world get to see Black mothers who are passionate about breastfeeding, but it also helps to diversify this specialty in healthcare that has been traditionally filled by white women. Hopefully this will inspire a new generation of mothers to provide their baby with the very best start in life.

You can read the rest of the article here!

Forward Together youth recently created their own 20 Condoms Video as a sex ed tool--we have over 12,000 views and counting. We love seeing these creative use of music, images and message to help our communities get the information we need.  Keep 'em coming!

August 23, 2013

The Real Work of Rosa Parks: Not Just Refusing to Move to the Back of the Bus, But Combating Sexual Violence

By Jasmine Burnett
BiographyChannel / YouTube

Black women stand at the intersection of two well-developed ideologies in America, one about women and one about Black people. In 1944, a Black woman organized others in her community to protect and defend Black women and girls against violations of sexual assault in the Jim Crow South. As branch secretary of the Montgomery NAACP, she investigated the acts of rampant sexual violence committed against Black women. She was responsible for collecting testimonies of Black women and girls’ hostile experiences in the workplace, social spaces, and those committed at the dark end of the street.

Her name was Rosa Parks.

For many years, she led local and national coalitions, created national media opportunities, and urged Black women to “speak out” in the struggle against sexual violence. Though her main contribution to the progress of Black people is limited to her refusing to move to the back of the bus, her actual work and its impact on the humanity of Black women and girls in the face of overt sexual violence is not widely discussed.

The reasons for this oversight can be linked to multiple levels of oppression and omissions that are the foundation of racism in America. However, what we discover when we explore the complete history of this Black woman, is that she was a radical Black feminist organizer long before the politic of today recognized the term. Books, like Danielle L. McGuire’s At the Dark End of the Street: Black Women, Rape and Resistance—A New History of the Civil Rights Movement From Rosa Parks to the Rise of Black Power, highlight a legacy of Rosa Parks that both acknowledges and documents the violent history Black women suffered at the hands of both Black and white men.

While some may want to dismiss this violence as a thing of the past, the reality is that Black women continue to be victims of domestic abuse and sexual assault in large numbers. In fact, a recent national survey of African Americans’ attitudes toward reproductive health conducted by Belden Russonello Strategists found that 45 percent of African-American women have experienced or know someone who has experienced sexual assault.

The lengthy battle over the reauthorization of the Violence Against Women Act (VAWA) tells us that we still have a long way to go before policymakers fully acknowledge this problem. The massive push by the public that finally led to its passage, however, gives us hope that the public wants strong prevention measures in place and assistance to all women along the spectrum of femininity, sexual orientation, and gender identity. The passage of VAWA extends federal protection and support for lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender people and other historically marginalized communities. National organizations like Black Women’s Blueprint, a civil and human rights organization of women and men, use advocacy, education, and healing to address the historical implications and current concerns specific to the sexual assault of women of African descent.

So as we commemorate the 50th anniversary of the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom, let’s hope that we also pay homage to the whole of Rosa Park’s life by doing everything we can, during the next 50 years, to end sexual assault and domestic violence.

This post was originally published on RH Reality Check and is being cross-posted with permission from the author.

Jasmine Burnett is a participant in Echoing Ida, a project of Strong Families. Since 2009, Jasmine has been a Reproductive Justice leader and grassroots organizer in New York City. She is the Lead Organizer of New York Coalition for Reproductive Justice (NYC4RJ), formerly organized as SisterSong NYC. Jasmine also advocates for the Right to Sexual Pleasure and to Define Families through her online community, Aunt Betty’s Basement.

August 20, 2013

A Word on Allyship...or Lack Thereof

By Renee Bracey Sherman

Recently, there has been a lot of talk online about allyship, solidarity, and what it all means. The Twitter hashtags #SolidarityIsForWhiteWomen (created by @Karnythia), #BlackPowerIsForBlackMen (created by @JamilahLemieux), and #FuckCisPeople (created by @Stuxnetsource) broadened the conversation to discuss how many are feeling a lack of allyship from their counterparts in the struggle, and what they would like to see changed. Experiences of pain within movements were exposed, and many in privileged positions took a seat and listened to how their actions were perpetuating the very systems of oppression they sought to dismantle. Still others felt that their allyship was just fine as is and didn’t want to hear about the barriers their privilege creates.

What exactly does a “good ally” look like? As Melissa Harris-Perry noted on her show, those who want to be allies should “realize that the only requirement you need to enter allyship is a commitment to justice and human equality.” But what does that look like in an everyday setting? How can one be a good outspoken ally without their privilege or a ‘savior complex’ taking over?

Being an ally is an awkward role. It’s a constant balancing act of power and privilege in spaces that are near and dear to your heart. When done well, ally work can help shift a movement. When it isn’t done well, you can hurt a community and your friends very deeply. You can betray those you are seeking to support, and you may find yourself unwelcomed very quickly. Personally, I think being an ally is a great role to have . . . if you know how to do it right. 

Recently, at a large progressive conference, I noticed many people displaying their ally badges proudly, rather than letting their actions speak for themselves. In one instance, when I was waiting to talk to a panelist, a young man walked up and was called forward by the panelist before I was. She called him by name, so it was clear they were friends. “Did he just cut you in line?” an older man asked. “It’s all right,” I explained. “He did nothing wrong.”

“I’m a gay man. I know what it’s like for you women,” he explained. “It’s hard with these men and their ‘mansplaining’ and not seeing us waiting here.”

I was shocked. Oh the irony! Aside from the patronizing tone and the use of catch phrases, here I was telling him that he had read the situation wrong, yet he was telling me how I should feel and what actually happened. Not to mention the conflation of our life experiences—an older gay white man’s life is never the same as a younger straight biracial woman. I will never know what it is like to be judged negatively based on who I love, just like he will never know the sexist and racist experiences of a woman of color. While many of us face inequality and oppression from the same institutions, universalizing our experiences removes the complexities of our varying levels of oppression.

Painting all oppressions with one brush erases the increased disadvantages that the most oppressed among us face. It suffocates their daily, lived challenges and experiences in another’s privilege. When we as “allies” claim to know another’s experience, we systematically keep others from claiming space and challenging privilege. We marginalize their experiences, hide privilege, and make both secondary to a so-called larger issue, instead of recognizing them as an integral part of the struggle. And I think that’s where allyship can go wrong—just because you are familiar with a particular group’s experience, doesn’t mean it becomes your own experience. It’s their stories and their lives. Don’t take that from them.

In another panel, I became furious that after 45 minutes of four brilliant women speaking about what they and their organizations were doing to reclaim family values from the Right, the first questions were from men; they were frustrated that there weren’t any organizations doing the work of changing the family values landscape and that they were sad to see that there was no man on the panel. To me, this is the definition of privilege—standing up and complaining that something doesn’t exist because you’ve never seen it before. In this case, it was right in their faces. Not to mention that almost every other panel included not just one, but multiple men. Had they been half-decent allies, they would have listened to the women on the panel, asked questions on what they can do to join the movement, and then used their privilege to create more spaces for those doing the work. 

I’m frustrated when men complain that they don’t have enough representation in feminist spaces. Men have almost every other space dedicated to them and their issues. Society hands them the mic and asks what they think every day. What men need to do is take feminism to the male dominated spaces, instead of taking over the feminist spaces. To be clear, this doesn’t mean that they aren’t welcome in feminist spaces; what it means is that they should sit back, observe, and learn. We listen to their stories, experiences, and narratives perpetuated through mainstream media every day—it’s high time that men actively listen to us.

When “allies” walk into a space and demand that space be for them and demand an executive summary of the work being done, they are force-feeding those in the room their privilege. They’re not working with or empowering anyone. They are rendering oppressed voices useless by negating expertise and the hard work that is already being done to create change. As people of color and people with varying gender identities and expressions, immigrant statuses, abilities, sexualities, and family structures, our very existence defies the mainstream narrative. By telling us that our work isn’t visible to their privileged eyes, they’re reminding us how invisible our lives really are. In our communities, we are working hard to eradicate the governing narrative and show society a new one—this includes organizing people, protesting, marching, and boycotting. And yes, we usually don’t have the ear of the mainstream media, but that doesn’t mean change isn’t happening. We can feel the shift, and they should stop talking, sit down, and feel for the groundswell.

As an ally, I rarely speak in queer spaces because they aren’t for me. I sit, listen, and learn. And when I have a question, I do my homework. I don’t demand that someone tell me their personal experiences; I go look it up on online or read a book, because no doubt someone has written about it already. The space is not created for me to vomit my straight, cisgender guilt all over it. At the conference, I didn’t go to the transgender advocacy workshop to tell them what I’ve done to make my workplace more trans* inclusive. I went to take notes on what those in the workshop said they’d like to see in society and then figured out what I could help implement. See, an ally’s responsibility is to make mainstream spaces supportive for those in the oppressed group. It shouldn’t always be up to the oppressed to demand equality—we in the privileged group must not only demand, but seek equality too. 
Don’t worry, white folks in the racism workshops, we see you. Don’t worry men in the reproductive justice workshops, we see you. We appreciate you being down for the cause. We need you to help us carry the message to a wider community, but we also need you to respect the sanctity of our spaces. By existing in the room and respecting our stories, you are showing us that you are an ally. That moment when you stand up and tell us about how you ‘saved’ your Latina friend, you’ve lost us. We aren’t there to pat you on the back for your random act of kindness; you are there to listen us. You are there to learn how you can infuse solidarity into your lifestyle.

Ways to be an active ally include: offering to step to the side and suggest a friend when you’re offered the space to speak on a topic you don’t have personal experiences with; giving others an opportunity to shine speaks volumes. When you’re sitting in a meeting and notice that it’s lacking ‘diversity,’ vocalize it and then take responsibility to ensure that those folks have a seat at the table and a voice at the next gathering. Check out the policies at your workplace—if they are missing support for someone, ask your organization’s leadership to include new policies. Hear a negative remark? Call it out and educate the group. Every opportunity is a learning opportunity. Show others how to lead.

Being an ally is an ongoing action. It is a practice. Allies are never done. I will never be a perfect queer ally because I too have so much work to do on my heteronormative, cisgender privilege. I make mistakes, believe me, I do. But another part of being an ally is admitting when you make a mistake, apologizing, and working your butt off to educate yourself and others to ensure you don’t make that mistake again. But that doesn’t mean I stop trying and that doesn’t mean I stop speaking out. Because I know that the moment I stop working at it, I am no longer an ally. And I expect that my ally badge will be promptly ripped off my jacket.

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Renee Bracey Sherman is a contributor to Echoing Ida, a project of Strong Families. She is a reproductive justice activist who shares her own abortion experience to encourage others who have had abortions to speak out and end the silence and stigma. She's shared her story on the BBC NewshourFeministing.comThe Atlantic.com, and various college campuses and is frequently featured on RH Reality Check.


Building a New Racial Justice Movement--Colorlines

Protestors march at Austin, Tex., Justice for Trayvon rally on July 20, 2013. Photo: Ann Harkness/Wikimedia Commons
By Rinku Sen, Republished from with permission from Colorlines.

This week, the nation will celebrate the 50th anniversary of the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom with events in Washington, D.C., and many other cities. A hot summer of race news—Moral Mondays to preserve voting rights in North Carolina, the efforts of the Dream 9 to expose the vagaries of our immigration policy, and those of the Dream Defenders to undo Florida’s Stand Your Ground law—have led many to speculate on whether we are at the start of a new civil rights movement.
We are definitely at the brink of something. I hope that it is a racial justice movement, one that builds on the legacy of civil rights while bringing crucial new elements to our political and social lives. We have a chance to explore fundamental questions like the nature of racism, what to do with the variety of racial hierarchies across the country, and how to craft a vision big enough to hold together communities who are constantly pitted against one another.

Using the racial justice frame allows us to fight off the seductive, corrupt appeal of colorblindness, which currently makes it difficult to talk about even racial diversity, much less the real prize of racial equity. Such language also allows us to move beyond the current limitations in civil rights law to imagine a host of new policies and practices in public and private spaces, while we also upgrade existing civil rights laws at all levels of government. Finally, the modern movement has to be fully multiracial, as multiracial as the country itself. The number and variety of communities of color will continue to grow. If all of our communities stake out ground on race, rather than on a set of proxies, we will more likely be able to stick together when any one of us is accused of race baiting.

The Need for Plain Speech
We cannot solve a problem that no one is willing to name, and the biggest obstacle facing Americans today is that, in the main, we don’t want to talk about race, much less about racism. Our societal silence makes room for inventive new forms of discrimination, while it blocks our efforts to change rules that disadvantage people of color. Unless we say what we mean, we cannot redefine how racism works or drive the debate toward equity.

Americans define racism as individual, overt and intentional. But modern forms of racial discrimination are often unintentional, systemic and hidden. The tropes and images of the civil rights era reinforce the old definition. People taking on new forms constantly look for our own Bull Connor to make the case. We can find these kinds of figures. But there’s inevitably debate about whether they truly hit the Bull Connor standard, as we can see in popular defenses of Sheriff Joe Arpaio and Gov. Rick Scott. Politicians, employers and public administrators have all learned to use codes for the groups they target.
The notion that all racism is intentional and overt is a fundamental building block of the false solution of colorblindness.
The obsession with examining the intentions of individual actors in order to legitimize the existence of racism undermines efforts to achieve justice. This is because the discussion of racism in the U.S. is devoid of any mention of history, power or policy. The person who notices racial disparities in health care, for example, is vilified for so-called race baiting, while someone like Rep. Steve King is virtually unchallenged when he puts up a sign referring to the State Children’s Health Insurance Program as “Socialized, Clintonesque, Hillary Care for Illegals and Their Children.” Hey, he didn’t say Latino illegals, so that’s not racist.

Fifteen years of brain research have revealed that ignoring racial difference is impossible, and that most human beings are unconscious of their biases. Thus getting people to acknowledge and change their biases voluntarily is often very difficult, and if it does happen, is insufficient to address the institutional problem.

Even people who don’t dismiss the need for race talk entirely often have the wrong end goal in mind. They encourage respect for diversity, or multiculturalism. Those are both good things. But neither one is the same thing as justice. It is entirely possible to have a diverse community, city or workplace that is marked by inequity. In restaurants I’ve worked in and observed, the white workers in the dining room get along perfectly well with black and Latino workers confined to the kitchen and dishroom, but they are not in an equitable situation. In being explicit about working on racial justice, our modern movement has a chance to push past the diversity goal and define justice.

Justice and Rights Aren’t the Same
Justice can include civil rights laws, but civil rights laws don’t always include justice. The difference between the two is suggested for me in that old school precursor to jokes, “There oughta be a law.” There ought to be lots of laws and we won’t get them unless we recognize the limits of the laws we have now in relation to justice.

Here is NOLO Press’s plain language definition of civil rights.
Rights guaranteed by the Bill of Rights, the 13th and 14th, 15th and 19th Amendments to the Constitution. Civil rights include civil liberties (such as the freedom of speech, press, assembly, and religion), as well as due process, the right to vote, equal and fair treatment by law enforcement and the courts, and the opportunity to enjoy the benefits of a democratic society, such as equal access to public schools, recreation, transportation, public facilities, and housing.

“Civil” refers largely to political rights, but communities of color need change in economics and culture, too, the kind of change that hasn’t yet been encoded in the law. People of color should be able to see ourselves on television and in movies as something other than villains far more often than we do now, but there is no law that calls this a “right.” Food justice would mean that people could get access to fresh produce at reasonable prices within a short distance from their homes, yet no law punishes grocery store chains for abandoning poor neighborhoods of color. But laws and other structures could be crafted to change these arrangements that too many people currently accept as “just the way it is.” In fact, over time, the kinds of rules and regulations that once supported cultural rights, such as the fairness doctrine in communications law, have been steadily gutted by the same deregulation that created Fox News.

People should not be subjected to exploitation on the job, but labor laws, including those against discrimination that are in Title VII of the Civil Rights Act, don’t get us anywhere near workplace justice. After New York Times labor reporter Steven Greenhouse examined the comment threads from his reporting on the growing fast food workers strikes, he was moved to tweet that he’d never seen such lack of sympathy for workers. Research by Topos reveals that most Americans do not think of crappy jobs as exploitive jobs. They think “entry level” jobs are meant to pay little, and they put all the responsibility for improvement on the workers themselves, in the form of further education to get a better job. That sentiment was borne out again and again in Greenhouse’s comment thread. The fact that people of color, especially black people, are heavily concentrated in the fast food industry strikes me as the trigger for that kind of easy victim blaming.

The language of justice simply gives us more options for articulating what fairness looks like than does the language of civil rights. Only a big, broad vision will be exciting enough to mobilize Americans for the hard thinking and action required to meet our upcoming challenges. The country’s changing demographics are at the top of the challenge list for me.

Going Multiracial
When the March on Washington took place in 1963, there was also organizing among Latino, indigenous and Asian communities. These communities were often inspired by and related to the movement against Jim Crow segregation in the South, and they had their own forms of exploitation and discrimination to confront. The exploitive Bracero Program, which recruited Mexican guest workers for farmwork, had to be ended, and so did its brutal aftermath, Operation Wetback, which deported those same workers when they dared to overstay. The effects of Japanese American internment had to be addressed, and American Indians were trying toprotect families from having their kids stolen right through the 1970s.

Connections surely existed between these groups during the 1960’s, and they cannot be minimized. I know, however, that those ties were not nearly as strong as they need to be today.
My own experience as an immigrant, racial justice organizer has convinced me that building a container that can hold all the experiences different people of color have with racial hierarchy is critically important to prevent further loss of civil rights victories—even more so if we are to expand those victories. The vast changes in our national demographics are largely due to one of the benefits of the civil rights era: the passage of the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965, the policy that enabled my people, Indians, to enter the U.S. in significant numbers. Yet many Indian immigrants and their descendants are all too eager to distance themselves from that very same movement, accepting a role as the “solution” to the “problem” of black insurgence. My friend Vijay Prashad has written beautifully about this phenomenon in “The Karma of Brown Folk.” The racial profiling of South Asians, Arabs and Muslims following September 11 shocked many of us into a new awareness, but it is still possible, for example, for middle class South Asian Americans in particular to resist the profiling of us, while engaging in the profiling of others.

I say this as an immigrant who has spent countless hours arguing with other immigrants and refugees who refuse to acknowledge our place in a racial hierarchy, and to take that into account as we fight for our own freedom. It has taken a long time, for example, for immigrant rights marches to stop featuring Latinos and Asians holding signs saying “we are not criminals,” implicitly distancing themselves from the people who are stereotypically cast in the role of “criminal.” And, no, I do not mean white men in suits committing financial crimes. If the immigrant rights movement had embraced racial justice from the beginning, we would have had far fewer debates about whether the “innocence” or “exceptional” frames would save us, and we would have been more able to ward off efforts to pit native-born black people against the immigrant rights agenda.

We can and must get to the place where we all see ourselves as one movement, rather than as a collection of movements working in solidarity with one another. It’s a subtle shift, but one that would serve us well. Being one movement doesn’t mean we have to lose the specificity of our experiences and solutions, but it does mean that we can engage in a level of joint analysis, planning and action that would make the most of each community’s assets. I can tell you, the leaders and foot soldiers of a single movement talk to each other far more often than do the leaders and foot soldiers of allied movements.

The seminal event we commemorate this week was a march for “jobs and freedom,” not a march for civil rights. We can assert collective strength and unity toward those goals with analysis that is explicit about race, campaigns that fight for economic and cultural as well as political change, and organizing that is grounded in a multiracial constituency.

A few months before the 1963 march, Martin Luther King, Jr., wrote in his “Letter from a Birmingham Jail,” “We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.” There is a modern expression of this most fundamentally moral concept, and inserting that idea into the body politic is our own generation’s responsibility.

August 12, 2013

Bringing Health Care Home

By: Renee Bracey Sherman


Each time I take a road trip down California’s magnificent highways, I can’t help but think of the dozens of people who have stayed in my home while in the Bay Area for an abortion. I pass the road signs indicating the off-ramps for Modesto, Los Banos, and Humboldt  thinking fondly of the friends I made, but sad about how far they had to travel for their abortions.

For over a year, I have served as a Practical Support Volunteer for ACCESS Women’s Health Justice; I house, prepare dinners for, and give rides to people staying in the Bay Area for an abortion procedure. They come by bus, train, and sometimes car, traveling for four-to-five hours at a time, because access to abortion procedures near their hometown is lacking. They come because they didn’t realize they were pregnant until it was past the gestational limit and the clinic nearest to them couldn’t perform the abortion. They come because the time they took to thoughtfully consider all of their pregnancy options meant their procedure would cost more. 

They come because the clinic closest to them shares an abortion provider with several other clinics and it could be a while before they can get an appointment. They come because while they were working and saving money to pay for an abortion, they crossed a gestational threshold and now must find more money for a more expensive procedure. They scrimp and save to take off more time from work to travel for what was a one-day, but is now a two-day procedure, find someone to cover a work shift, ask someone to watch their children, and, if they’re able to, find a supportive friend or partner to join them as they travel across the state to a city they’ve never been to . . . all for health care.

When my friends stay in my home, we sit on the couch and talk over dinner. We talk about how far they’ve traveled, their lives back home, their beautiful children, and what the next couple of days might look like. They often ask me why they couldn’t have an abortion in their own towns, where their support people could accompany them and hold their hands, where they would be able to go home the same day and tuck their children in at night after the procedure. Until now, I didn’t have an answer for them. But now that answer is waiting for a vote and a signature. The answer is California’s Early Access to Abortion Bill.

Earlier this year, Assembly member Toni Atkins (D-San Diego) introduced AB 154, a bill that will increase the number of abortion providers by allowing trained Certified Nurse Midwives (CNM), Nurse Practitioners (NP), and Physician Assistants (PA) to provide early abortion care. This means that more people, especially in rural areas, will be able to have access to comprehensive abortion care earlier in their pregnancies, which would help reduce the rate of complications, bring down the cost for the procedure, and allow a patient to get the care they need closer to home. Many people don’t know that almost half of the counties in California don’t have an accessible abortion provider, and 22% of counties don’t have a provider at all. This creates an additional hardship on those in rural areas who have to travel further for their procedures.

Recently, the University of California, San Francisco’s Bixby Center for Global Reproductive Health conducted a several-year-long study where they trained and evaluated CNMs, NPs, and PAs as they performed first trimester abortions alongside the doctors performing the same procedure—the outcomes were the same. With 92% of abortions in the United States occurring within the first trimester, the bill would reduce barriers and increase access for the majority of people seeking abortion care. AB 154 is legislation that supports the needs of our communities.

In the United States, 6 in 10 people having an abortion are already parenting a child, while 3 in 10 have two or more children. In the evening, I often hear clients making phone calls, putting their children to bed, telling them how much they love them. “Don’t worry,” they say, “I’ll be home to put you to bed tomorrow.” Wouldn’t it be nice if they could get the care that they need and be home in time to kiss their children goodnight? Instead of having to leave their families and travel five hours for a simple medical procedure, imagine if care were provided in their own hometown. I was fortunate—my abortion provider was a 15-minute ride from my house. I felt safe knowing that I wasn’t far from my home and I would be able to rest in my bed with my family nearby soon after the procedure.

The Early Access to Abortion bill is model legislation that will put patients and families first and contribute to healthy communities. Let’s pass AB 154 and make it a reality for California’s families. Click now to take action to support AB 154.


Renee Bracey Sherman is a reproductive justice activist who shares her own abortion experience to encourage others who have had abortions to speak out and end the silence and stigma. She's shared her story on the BBC NewshourFeministing.comThe Atlantic.com, and various college campuses. By day, Renee is a fundraiser at the Wikimedia Foundation, the nonprofit that runs Wikipedia. In her spare time she serves as the social media coordinator for the Bay Area Doula Project, the board chair for Young Nonprofit Professionals Network Bay Area Chapter, writes for Echoing Ida - a black women's writing collective of Strong Families, and shares her home with folks traveling to the Bay Area for abortions through her local abortion fund, ACCESS Women's Health Justice. Renee, a proud Chicagoan, holds a Bachelor's degree in Economics and Sociology from Northeastern Illinois University, and is currently pursuing her Master's studies in Public Administration at Cornell. Follow Renee @ 

August 10, 2013

A Night Out For Democracy

By Alex Esparza

I had never been to a National Night Out (NNO) and I barely knew anything about it. My first exposure to NNO was when I heard that Justice for Families and Ella Baker Center were launching a campaign to reclaim this night for community by the community, choosing instead to call it “#NightOut4Democracy”.

These amazing organizations took it upon themselves to created a toolkit which included: an email invitation you could send to your friends and family, social media messaging to post to your Facebook and Twitter, and conversation starting points. 

I signed up for one of these toolkits to see what it was about and to figure out if I wanted to attend a local NNO. I realized the materials all held the idea that it was time to reclaim this event as something for the community by the community. We were being asked to transform our neighborhoods into communities, places where we see, not watch, one another.

I decided that I would attend an NNO event and found one just five blocks down from me. As the handy toolkit suggested, I was totally going to implement some of those amazing ideas and conversation topics and start some conversations with people I didn't yet know. 

When I arrived, I found that it was an event that very much mirrored the sentiment that Justice for Families and Ella Baker Center were trying to change. The police presence was extremely heavy with half of the booths being sponsored in some way by the Portland Police Bureau. 

The Portland Police had also been joined by the U.S. Army who were attempting to recruit people. I could only assume that both of these organizations were there to present some semblance of safety, but it left me feeling uneasy. Not to mention their presence lent the scene a kind of surreal amidst the music, playing children, and Zumba dancers. I realized that I didn’t know anyone there. I stayed for about an hour and then decided to leave, all the while wondering if maybe next year I could start my own #NightOut4Democracy.

Back at home, I was struck by a thought; I realized that it takes more than living in a house in some neighborhood to be part of a community . . . Maybe it was time that I got to know my neighbors in a meaningful way. It was time for a change and the toolkit that Justice for Families and Ella Baker Center offered was only an agent of change. A #NightOut4Democracy was just the beginning. 



Alex joined the Forward Together family in July 2013 as the Program Coordinator. He has spent majority of this life in the incredible state of Oregon, but originally hails from Tucson Arizona. He has worked in social justice, mostly through grassroots organizing, for over a decade. He graduated from the University of Oregon with a BA in Sociocultural Anthropology, and also dabbled in getting a MA before deciding that school just wasn’t his bag. At the UO he was able to really enforce his commitment to Queer and racial justice; he also picked up the very useful abilities to navigate database systems, engage in social media pushout, and run office systems. He enjoys living in Portland, eating vegan foods of all varieties, and spending time with his partner. 

August 8, 2013

California Youth Voices On Expanding Abortion Access Through AB 154


By Mika Hernandez

(This post was created as part of  Forward Together's campaign to support California's Reproductive Justice Bill AB154 as well as the 4th Annual Latina Week of Action for Reproductive Justice)

Two days ago as I sat at my desk wondering where to begin on this piece, one of the youth that I am working with this summer wandered into my office. She peeked a mischievous eye from behind the door frame, attempting to surprise me. I turned around, catching her off guard, she laughed. Looking back at the glowing screen tabs of blog posts from other young folks about abortion access stared back at me. All those youth voice were calling out to me through the glow of my computer screen.


“What are you doingggg?” my youth participant said as her eyes skimmed the title of the blog post I was in the middle of reading.


“Trying to write about AB154 - remember when we talked about that the other day?”


“Yeah..”


Here it was, the chance to get a true, in depth, hard hitting look at a youth perspective on abortion access. I swiveled my computer chair around.


“What do you think of it? And like, abortion access for young people in general?”


“I dunno, I mean... Everyone should have resources to do what is best for them. That’s it.”


It struck me. Was the answer really so simple. Everyone should have resources for them, for their needs, for their life.


As I approached writing my blog, I was struggling with the idea of making some large grand statement about a singular youth perspective on abortion. In thinking this way, I was failing to grasp the idea that resource expansion. when it comes to abortion care, is not a solid win/lose situation for all people no matter the demographic. It's not an absolute. Because people are diverse, with diverse  needs, diverse experiences, and diverse opinions.


What this young person was pointing out to me was so simple, and yet so easily overlooked. In a lot of mainstream discourse around abortion; expanding the way that people can receive abortion care is a win when it acknowledges the experiences and needs of individuals and lets them be heard, respected, and supported.


The youth I am working with this summer, each having their varied stances on abortion, have been teaching a valuable lesson to me in the past couple days. A youth voice in the discussion about abortion access is important, yes, but cannot be generalized into one solid whole. There are many youth voices, with many opinions. Instead of grasping for a soundbite on the one and only youth perspective we should focus on the varied and diverse ways that young people, that all people, have learned about abortion and come to form their opinions on access to it.


AB154 is an access expanding act that would allow nurse practitioners, midwives, and physicians assistants the ability (with proper training and certification) to provide abortion care. As I’ve journeyed through this writing process I have come to see AB154 as well as the conversations that young people are having around abortion as very meaningful ways to centralize the real experiences, tangible needs, and concrete thoughts that people as individuals have regarding abortion.


The experiences that all different people have with reproductive health are valid and important, and this is something that many young people seem to be bringing to the table when they talk about abortion access. Bills like AB154 introduce more resources to learn and talk about abortion. And when these bills are accompanied by dynamic conversations about peoples’ needs and experiences I believe they hold great potential for moving us toward reproductive freedom. I am hopeful that young people, teenagers especially, with their unique and varied perspectives can keep teaching this to the communities around them as the youth I work with have been able to teach me.


Note: Much of this article was inspired and informed by Taja Lindley’s blog post on Feministe.


Mika Hernandez is an intern at Forward Together this summer, aiding in particular with their Youth Organizing program. She comes to Forward Together from the Civic Liberties and Public Policy program (CLPP) at Hampshire College and is a representative of CLPP's Reproductive Rights Activist Service Corps. Mika is excitedly approaching her final year at Hampshire College where she is pursuing studies in the social sciences with focuses on activism, community empowerment, and alternative histories.

August 6, 2013

Youth Voices and Summer Celebrations



By Mika Hernandez

The beginning of summer often marks an ongoing celebration – it means lazy days and sleeping till noon for many high school and college age youth. Though for the sixteen young people currently taking part in Forward Together’s summer CORE program, the breezy days of summer are interspersed with some serious social justice work.

Forward Together Youth, in conjunction with a long running citywide campaign to create better and more comprehensive sex education in the Oakland Unified School District has created a campaign to bring relatable, interactive, and fun sex education videos to other young people around the globe.

This campaign, titled Sex Ed: The Saga, took root as a large and intensive collaboration between various Forward Together youth leaders, Forward Together staff, and the award winning director, Tani Ikeda.

Ikeda’s film expertise coupled with an interest in Forward Together Youth’s already vibrant campaign work around sex ed and reproductive justice made the short video series seem like a great way to create noise around the need for inclusive, honest conversations around gender, sexuality, sexual health right now!

As this summer has unfolded, and with multiple video shoots under their super sex-ed hero belts, the youth leaders in CORE fearlessly and enthusiastically took lead on a fundraising campaign via the crowdsourcing site, Indie Go Go. They plan to use the money raised to finish the first two videos in time for a summer video premier and get to work on planning the next shoots.

CORE, and the brave, passionate, focused, and humorous youth that comprise the program are all Asian young people from Oakland, CA. The students proclaim on their ‘Who we are’ section of their Indie Go Go page that they “come from low-income, immigrant, and refugee families, and [...] are making change on the issues that are important to us.”

With workshops and trainings filling the time that these youth aren’t working on their campaigns it is apparent that they truly are working on the issues that are pertinent and meaningful for them.

With the hope of future video projects revolving around topics ranging from partner communication, to gender identity and sexual orientation, to family communication, the future of Sex Ed: the Saga seems bright.

With the aid of music, dance, art, and pop culture references the youth are starting conversations on topics that no one else is talking about. All of this from a youth perspective, for the youth perspective to boot!

If you would like to support Sex Ed: the Saga or Forward Together Youth’s other campaign work visit their page. If you are in the Bay Area and want to see the premier of the first two videos from Sex Ed: the Saga be sure to come out to Forward Together’s summer event Oakland Speaks: #SexEd!

Mika Hernandez is an intern at Forward Together this summer, aiding in particular with their Youth Organizing program. She comes to Forward Together from the Civic Liberties and Public Policy program (CLPP) at Hampshire College and is a representative of CLPP's Reproductive Rights Activist Service Corps. Mika is excitedly approaching her final year at Hampshire College where she is pursuing studies in the social sciences with focuses on activism, community empowerment, and alternative histories.