Black Blogger Thoughts

Cruising a site I link and like to read, I stumbled onto this discussion. I followed links and ended up smack in the middle of it here. Apparently, this is the origin.

What does it mean for me to be a black blogger? The same thing is means for me to be a black woman. It's a part of my identity, practically one word because they are so intertwined. Does it necessarily mean that I have to go screaming from the hills that I'm black or preface everything with "in my young black female opinion?" No because it's obvious. It's not something I'm hiding really.

The cyberspace conversation is a one that takes place in real life too. What does it mean to be black? Does it involve an intellectual frame or behaviors or shared history or is it social conditioning? Do you have an obligation to "be" a certain thing and discuss certain approved topics? I am what I am. My blog, writings and life are unique in some ways. Not necessarily in others. In words I can say I am a black feminist progressive urban educated young sexual neurotic yearning cynical woman, but that doesn't even sum up the half of it. But, I think that my little corner of cyber space is important even if it's not necessarily on the radar of those who envision themselves the authority. And that's pretty much it.

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