Yes, T, we’re still talking about it. Ice T is right however; why is this a topic?
And yes, I realize I’m not helping.
I’m talking about his wife Coco Austin’s new hair-do.
Twitter exploded last week when Coco posted this picture..
…and named her new do as the Da Coco Side Swoop.
People went C.R.A.Z.Y.
BTW, she names all her dos.
They were enraged because they took it to mean she claimed to have created the hairstyle; one that women worldwide have worn for centuries. And many were enraged because Coco, a Caucasian woman, had appropriated black culture.
Coco, a reality star married to one of the founding fathers of rap, is known for her figure, her attitude, and her TV show.
But, enough about Coco. Really, who cares?
Cultural appropriation doesn’t exist. What exists are two things. Emulation: when one copies a style, fashion, or tradition; and Fraud: when one claims to be something they are not.
We’re America; we’re supposed to be a melting pot.
Tracing my roots back as far as I can, I’ve found I’m a genetic stew of beans from around the world. OK, so most of them are white beans, but they are different beans nonetheless.
And most of the folks in America are as well – the stew thing that is.
How far do we take this cultural appropriation bit?
Can only Italians eat Pizza?
Must Cabbage and corned beef be limited to the Irish?
And if you think I’m giving UP Taco Tuesday, well, ya got another think coming!
Everything in America is a mix of the many.
Our music – Scottish, German, African, Indian, and Native American influences abound.
Food – Southern cooking for example, is a mix of what was here, what was brought in, and what worked. French bread: sorry, you’re German! Don’t touch.
Literature, film, art; none of it boils down to one simple group.
We all own it all.
Give it UP. Enjoy what we are, and be thankful for the folks who left if for us.
I’m a reflection of those who’ve influenced me, I’m quite ok with my blended self.