politics


This is a long time coming, but I finally got copies of the student work that came of Sonke’s PhotoVoice project, which I conducted along with Honor Genetski, Nyanda Khanyile, and Patrick Godana, with support from teachers, principals and parents in the schools where we worked.

PhotoVoice students learned basic photography concepts, including technical skills, project planning, and how to document their work through keeping a photo journal. They also improved their writing and editing skills, and put all of this to work in the context of Sonke’s One Man Can campaign, which encourages everyone in the community to take part in the movement for gender equality.

We chose a selection of some of the best student writing and photography, as well as themes that recurred throughout many students’ work, to present in the form of banners at exhibits in Mpathesitha High School in Nkandla, KZN, and the grade school at Mhlontlo, Eastern Cape.

Student work:

PhotoVoice Nkandla

PhotoVoice Mhlontlo

As part of the exhibits, school desks and chairs were placed next to the photographs all around the courtyard, and adults and children alike were encouraged to sit in the place of the photographers and write reflections in Zulu (KZN), Xhosa (EC) or English about student photographers’ observations. They were also given post cards of the students’ images, pre-addressed to the mayor, on which to write their thoughts and suggestions. Although I was unable to attend the Mhlontlo opening, the exhibit in Nkandla was nothing short of joyful. The whole school came together to celebrate the student work and prepare for the hundreds of visitors who came. A group of boys (neckties thrown over their shoulders) slaughtered a cow, and school mothers and teachers spent hours grating and chopping veggies for all. The shrubs were watered so thoroughly I feared they might drown. There were speeches upon speeches (the mayor, the beloved school principal, tribal elders, student leaders, Sonke…the list goes on). The gospel choir, crowned in the buttery rays of light that make Nkandla unique, performed several songs, and the school’s traditional Zulu dancers had the crowd in stitches with their not-very-gender-equitable sexual innuendo. Swarms of birds (probably smelling the shisa nyama, though Nyanda also credited the good graces of the ancestors) circled above. A strong wind whipped up everything and reminded us how small we were, even on this momentous day.

Students gather for announcements on the morning of the exhibit.

Students gather for announcements on the morning of the exhibit.

For more pictures of the day’s events, click here.

Annie Weinberg

is here on the pulse of the new day, we may look with grace at our brothers, sisters, your country, and say very simply, with hope, Good morning. on Wednesday
(from Facebook, 11/05/08)

cc: Yale J.D. Admissions

Thank you so much for your support throughout this historic admissions season. I want to start by congratulating the Harvard Class of 2011, which has undoubtedly achieved great things and will go on to achieve many more great things. It has been an honour to compete with them. Let me just take a moment to recognise them for all of that astonishing achieving that they have been doing and will continue to do.

This has been a historic admissions season not only because I am applying, but also so many other people are also applying. Damn them!

But I am told over and over again– “Kell, stay the course. Beat the odds. The stakes are too high. Especially for you personally.” But also for the Whole World. You see, after seven years of the Bush administration, the Whole World has a lot of problems–problems that a good, hardworking lawyer can solve. I am that lawyer! (Except for that pesky J.D., which you so cruelly dangle just out of my reach.)

In today’s world you are looking for the J.D. student who not only has a surreal LSAT, but also is prepared to extend health insurance to every American by 2010, stabilize the housing market, slash the price of gasoline, and chill global warming. You are looking for J.D. students who are ready for the challenges ahead–to clean up the vile trail that the Bush administration leaves in its wake as it sulks away. You need the J.D. students who can vanquish the Republican Machine, fight fire with atom bombs, restore justice, rule of law, and voting delegates to all 50 states and Puerto Rico. And you deserve nothing less!

Admissions Team, I know how hardworking you are, and I know you have spent many hours deliberating, carefully calibrating your odd little admissions scales to try and foretell who these J.D. students might be. You have made your decision judiciously, and it is not due to poor estimation of your judgment, or a consideration that you could possibly have erred, that I urge you to reexamine it. On the contrary, I unflinchingly believe that you, Godlike, can never be wrong, and yet, simultaneously, are.

(Except for the one white guy in the corner. He’s the rightest of all of you!)

So I want you to know, I will be making no decisions tonight. This has been a long process, and by now we’re all exhausted. But it is your future that hangs in the balance, and in your name, with your help, I will continue on to Victory! To my supporters–that white guy in the corner–I want to hear from you. I hope you’ll go to my website at ideasdegitana.wordpress.com and share your thoughts with me and help in any way that you can.

We Americans know that greatness can rise from the ashes, blah blah Twin Towers, Abraham Lincoln. If we all work together, share, cooperate, and raise our hands when we wish to say something, there’s nothing you can’t achieve for me.

Thank you very much. God Bless you, Admissions Team, and Bless me too, while You’re at it.

“I been a lady up to now, don’t know how much more I can take
Queens shouldn’t swing if you know what I mean
But I’m bout to take my earrings off get me some Vaseline…”

Jill Scott

Let me just clarify: I have never been a Hillary-hater. She advocates the right policies, most of the time. She’s tough as nails and sharp as a switchblade. And a lot of the rage that her detractors feel towards her is expressed in ways that are patently misogynist. Newspapers and websites of all leanings frequently publish hideous photographs of her, the likes of which would be thrown out as the photographer’s folly were they of anyone else (except, notably, George W. Bush). These same images are then distorted by less reputable media outlets to resemble the garish, leering figures that the Nazis and the Allies, respectively, used to vilify Jews and the Japanese during WWII–suggesting a threat so overwhelming as to justify her isolation and humiliation. These images of Hillary as a woman out of control, in need of containment, expose the ugly face of post-feminist sexism in America.

I both denounce and reject them. Whether posted by the conservatives who have always hated her or by Obama’s supporters, these caricatures degrade us all. Furthermore, they disable any legitimate criticism of her politics, as supporters and detractors alike must check and re-check themselves against Hillary’s bar of fairness.

Let us raise that bar, and hold Mrs. Clinton to it. Regardless of the injustices she has suffered, there is no excuse for the exacting way in which the Hillary Clinton campaign has attempted, from the outset, to use Obama’s race to marginalize him. Geraldine Ferraro’s statement that if Obama were “a white man, he would not be in this position,” and Clinton’s failure to explicitly reject that statement and remove Ms. Ferraro from her finance committee are only the most recent examples of this phenomenon.

In fact, there was a time when Obama wasn’t black enough. (Remember, way back before Christmas?) The Clinton campaign rolled out the endorsements of Democratic public figures that made their names during the civil rights movement—Rep. John Lewis (GA), Rev. Jesse Jackson, Rep. Charlie Rangel (NY), and businessman Andrew Young were all early Clinton supporters. At the same time, Hillary Clinton eagerly hearkened back to Toni Morrison’s Lewinsky-era assertion that Bill Clinton was the first black president, joking with reporters that she’s in an interracial marriage. The strategy, it appears, was to discredit Obama by suggesting that even those who, to simple minds, should support him, don’t–to convince the American public that his candidacy wouldn’t be as historic as his “latte-sipping” liberal white voting base would like to believe. (To put it less diplomatically, if even black people won’t vote for this guy…)

Those, it now seems, were the good old days. When Obama won the South Carolina black vote by a 4:1 ratio and repeated that success in state after state with large black populations, suddenly, the rhetoric changed. Bill Clinton immediately reminded reporters that Jesse Jackson’s success in the state had not represented the broad-based support necessary to secure the nomination. Hillary Clinton, meanwhile, has discounted Obama’s victories in heavily black states as irrelevant, saying that only the big states (which also happen to be whiter and browner) matter. This is worse than the usual Democratic pattern of taking the black vote for granted in general elections—it suggests that, at least in Southern states, black votes don’t matter at all. In 2008, the only thing worse for race relations than the question of whether a candidate is black enough is the tacit suggestion that he is too black to win.

I take this personally. I am not black, but I am young, having grown up after the civil rights movement and benefited my whole life from integrated public schools and workplaces. Yet I was aware from a very early age that my black classmates still bore the burden of racism and economic disadvantage—and that we, as a white children, bore the burden of history. Our generation’s struggle is to realize the opportunities that civil rights legislation permits, but does not itself achieve: to demand equal respect and reach equal representation in positions of power. This does not mean that we have to vote for the black candidate. However, it does mean that, as much as possible, we must reject white privilege. As a bare minimum, it must become unacceptable for white people to consciously and openly decide to use race privilege for their own advancement. The Clintons’ race rhetoric blatantly disregards this principle. It sets us back. And it is the one reason why I will not vote for Hillary.

As I said earlier, she’s right on most of the issues. But she’s wrong on the principles. And if there are a lot of things that the MTV generation, my generation, isn’t as wise about as, say, Hillary’s demographic, race relations is not one of them. Her campaign needs to take a cue from that other group of voters that she just can’t seem to win—young people. Especially considering the damage she’s already done, she now needs to strongly reject any racist comments and work to root out the racist overtones of her campaign. Instead of discounting the black vote, she should try to win it. Even if she doesn’t succeed, a more inclusive campaign would give her some ammunition against the charge that she’s divisive.

For now, though, Hillary is a stumbling block. Ferraro has publicly reiterated her racist comments, and in an amazing feat of contortionist reasoning, Clinton’s campaign manager has accused Obama of bringing race into the debate because he complained about the race-baiting. Hillary’s apologist reaction to the whole affair attempts to reduce this to a personal issue between two candidates. But the feminists of the 1970s taught us that the personal is political, especially when the two people involved are competing to be our country’s leader. Personally, I want the next generation to grow up accustomed to a fair playing field and healthy race relations, not as bearers of the baggage that the Clinton campaign seems content to saddle them with. To quote (completely out of context, I admit) neo-soul singer Jill Scott, a Philadelphia native whose vote, in the eyes of the Clinton campaign, is irrelevant, “You’re gettin’ in the way, of what I’m feeling…”

I’d like to urge all my readers to take action on a very important issue.

The Senate may vote on an amendment called the DREAM Act as early as today, and I urge you to support this legislation. The DREAM Act would allow undocumented child immigrants who graduate from US high schools to eventually become US citizens by completing at least two years of college or military service. Currently, it is incredibly difficult for undocumented students, even those who have lived in the US for most of their lives and earned a high GPA in high school, to attend US colleges and universities. As a teacher who has worked with children who would be covered under this law and knows their potential, this issue is very close to my heart.

It’s easy to show your support. You can click here to send a form email through the United Farm Workers–it’s as simple as filling in your name and address. Based on the street address you enter, the site will direct your email to the right senators. Or, if you prefer not to go through the UFW, you can write your own email and go to the Senate’s website to send it directly to your state’s legislators. (And yes, kids can do it, too! You will be able to vote someday, so politicians care what’s important to you.)

Thanks for your help!