[LIFE] The Good Brotha Mythology |
There are good brothas all around us…
<<–the elusive Good Brotha–catch him and he’ll put a ring on it, then 2.2 kids, matching Coogi sweaters and a Bobby McFerrin-penned theme song are all yours.
This is how the conversation about black relationships begin and end. That statement is the alpha and the omega, and it answers every question regarding the state of black relations in this country:
Why are 70% of black households headed by black women?
Is President Obama inspiring black men to step up?
Why are 42% of successful black women single?
How do we as a people address the issues that plague our communities?
There are good brothas all around us…
Let me just say this–I KNOW that good black men can be found anywhere. The problem isn’t their existence. They’re not like an elusive unicorn or the Alabama leprechaun. If a good black woman catches one, that doesn’t guarantee her marriage, 2.2 kids, a pot of gold, and happily ever after. The problem is that there aren’t enough of them. The problem is that the good ones aren’t necessarily addressing the rest of them. And the problem is that the idea of being a “good brotha” is very subjective. An illustration:
I met a self-defined good brotha. By his own definition, he was “educated, successful, spiritual, single, financially stable, and attractive”. All good, right? He was also living with his female “friend” roommate for the last 19 years (strike 1), thus unable to entertain at his home (strike 2). He also didn’t believe in “dating”, but preferred to “hang out” with his female “friends” at the same social events (strike 3). He also made it clear that long-term monogamy wasn’t appealling to him–he “really didn’t see the point” (strike 4). So this “good brotha” made it a habit to call me only during office hours, or text in the evenings (or in the middle of the night–strike 5), and invite me where he and his other “friends” were hanging out (damn, what strike was I on???).
Here are my issues with the “good brotha” mythology: It places the fault with women for their inability to “catch” or “keep” a good brotha. It suggests that because good men are all around, the women that can’t see this are flawed. It refuses to address or even acknowledge men’s culpability in the issues that plague the black community. It ignores increasing incarceration rates and their impact on the black community. It ignores the education and achievement gap in the black community. It suggests that good men are overlooked and the negative stories are propaganda (and therefore, untrue). It lets good men off the hook when it comes to addressing no-good men (they are not their bad brotha’s keeper).
The “good brotha” mythology is also empowering marginally-not-bad brothas to claim good status. Basically, in their mind: If you don’t suck, you’re good.
Not on drugs? Or selling drugs? I’m good.
No babymamas? I’m good.
Not unemployed? I’m good.
Not in prison? Haven’t been in prison in the last few years? I’m good.
Not behind in my child support? I’m good.
Not MIA in my child’s life? I’m good.
Not stupid as hell? I’m good.
Not on the DL? I’m good.
I could go on, but you get the point.
I’m as frustrated as everyone else about the demonization of black men and the negative characterizations. But our community has issues and black men (as the community leaders they are supposed to be) need to step their collective game up. We can’t do that as long as those of you that are good (or marginally not bad) keep wading in De Nile.
There are good brothas all around us… isn’t the response to all the issues I listed above that need addressing. We can’t start resolving problems if we’re afraid or too sensitive to identify them.
There are good brothas all around us...if so, you are your brotha’s keeper.
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