2361. Thoughts on Cinema and Future Worlds

Today I showed my class Einstein’s God Model. An hour into the film I still haven’t seen a black person. There are Asians and Hispanics but no black people anywhere. I might add that this film is shot in Chicago. I might also add that the protagonist is a doctor who runs in academic circles. All of this adds up to a worldview that has become all too common–a world built of civility and science that is utterly without black people. The media representations of blacks has improved significantly over the course of my existence but the core philosophy of black as lesser or criminal remains. Black people are only treated as token representatives of any stable society of civilized–even advanced–people. The one exception to this is the portrayal of fictional African royalty–namely the fictional nations portrayed in Coming to America and the Wakandans of Marvel lore. The rest of us are barely graduated above animals, and in a dystopic or post apocalyptic future we hardly exist. Consider the basis of shows like the Walking Dead, The Road, etc. Think about the Hunger Games and its ilk. Even Harry Potter treated blacks as marginal/background characters–though JK Rowling made it clear that Hermione is quite likely black yet did not bat an eye at her white portrayal.

I don’t know what all of this means for the continued perception of blacks, but I worry that it means we will always be viewed and treated as something less than we are and whenever we excel it wont be met with a sense of expected success but instead surprise and a collective holding of one’s breath until we eventually go back to our anamalistic ways.

2360. Turning Point

Building off of what I’ve been thinking about this week, I think I am at that point where something has to give. I cannot stay in this state forever. At the start of life you’re given a certain level of opportunity. Most of us work our tales off to get to a better spot. Then most of us stop. I stopped. I stayed in that place treading water and eventually wore myself down and started to sink. I’m older and wiser and better at a lot of things in my life and I just need to get focused and determined in a way that has not been realistic in decades.

Sounds easy enough, right?

 

Some Thoughts:

  1. Big shout out to my friend and co-writer Robyn for her Scribe Award nomination. She’s gone far past the level I’m at and I couldn’t be more proud–and maybe a bit jealous too. I want to be up there very soon with my own novel.
  2. Was in the tunnel the other day for the Rattlers game and I was instantly reminded of how small the team is–not in stature but in number. This is a tiny roster of dudes who have fought their way to greatness again and again. There are lessons to be learned there.