A Letter to My Racist Pen Pal

This is technically, “The zoo has an African and the lion….”

Since we’re living in such a post-racial society, and because of the enlightened Obama protest in Arizona where people held signs that said, “47 percent Negro” and “Impeach the Half-White Muslim!”, Cinemulatto thought it’d be appropriate to check in with our racist Arizonan pen pal.

Hey there buddy,

I totally saw you in the news! Or, I think it was you. You were holding an “Impeach Obama” sign. That was you, right?

I know it’s not my turn to write. I just got so excited to see you in national news, I decided to give you a freebie.

First off, I was thinking of how lucky we were to meet in The American Conservative blog comments. My life has changed for the better since that fateful, high-web-traffic afternoon. Thanks for letting me be your troll!

I understand you’ve been having a hard time. This is also why I’m writing. Quite frankly, I’ve figured something out—I think your current bout of depression may be related to you being kind of a shitty person.

Don’t take that the wrong way. We all have our better moments and our better selves. And I use it to preface a few words of wisdom I’d like to pass along.

I know, I know—I’m always giving you advice. It’s the liberal in me! This one’s great, though. I happened to be thinking about business intelligence. Call it a byproduct of San Francisco gentrification. What’s business intelligence? It’s taking a bunch of data and seeing if the numbers tell you anything about your organization. Think of it as a way to maintain a competitive advantage. It’s basically using information to get ahead in business.

My advice to you: hone your racial intelligence. It’s using information to get ahead in life.

I can appreciate that you’re undereducated. I don’t fault you for that. You know I respect someone who’s at least trying. There wasn’t a single typo on your protest sign. I’m so proud of you.

Still, I have a few things to point out based on what I heard about the Desert Vista High School protest. I think you made a few incorrect assumptions about race. And song lyrics.

First off, by chanting “Bye Bye Black Sheep”, folks weren’t doing justice to the sheep, and may have inadvertently humanized Obama. The “black sheep” from the song was actually quite generous, compassionate, and respectful (three bags full of respectful!). Review the words and you’ll see.

Instead of “Impeach the Half-White Muslim,” the sign should’ve read either “Impeach the Mulatto Muslim” (a great little nod to this blog), “Impeach the Mixed-Race Muslim,” or “Impeach the Biracial Muslim”. I know terms of identity change all the time but the sign is otherwise kind of offensive.

I should also let you know: Obama isn’t Muslim. But, if he were, that’d be okay. I know how much you love the Constitution (we have so much in common!). We’re both aware that “A well regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed.” Did you know, however, that “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof?” Thereof means of the thing just mentioned. Just so you know.

I hope you find this helpful. And please let me know how things are going. Did you remember to wear sunscreen to the protest?

Always thinking of you,
Cinemulatto

MULATTO OF THE MONTH: PAULI MURRAY


The first black woman to be ordained as an Episcopal priest, Pauli Murray was mixed with Irish, Black, and Native American. Hospitalized twice for bad breakups with women, her “inverted sex instinct” was as bold as her feminist writings on the Civil Rights Act of 1964.

Check out the project dedicated to Pauli Murray, and remember there are currently more humanitarians than racists.

 

Welcome to CINEMULATTO

What the hell is a Cinemulatto?

I’m a filmmaker. I’m mixed race (Jamaican mom, Cajun dad). I like the word “mulatto” not only because it sounds like “gelato,” but because it’s exotic and sexy, not to mention vaguely Italian. The Italians brought us great movies.

I love movies and books. I have a penchant for music from the 60s (mod, freakbeat, psychedelia) but I’m game for everything from hip hop to shoegaze to anything I listened to as a kid—even John Denver.

I’m more often a philanthropist than a misanthrope.

All of the above will give you a semi-idea not only of what constitutes a “Cinemulatto”, but what you can expect from this blog. Feel free to plagiarize any of the above if you need a ready-made online dating profile.

In true mixed-race fashion, this blog will be bi-weekly. We’ll have guests. Sometimes there’ll be video.

I’m late in the game entering the blogosphere but get this—late bloomers live longer. It’s true and fact-checked. They also have higher salaries, experience more frequent bouts of inner peace, and have vibrant, acrobatic sex lives. They have softer skin, require less hair product, and look fashionable with any shoe.

Come for the company, stay for the food.  And now I present to you….

MULATTO OF THE MONTH: BARACK OBAMA

Barack Obama
My Mulatto President

I’m so relieved/ecstatic/mind-blown that this man is still president. I was having nightmares and panic attacks about Mitt Romney. The worst—Mitt comes to take away my Big Fat Gay Family. But he’s not president, nor is he Mulatto of the Month.

Despite drone attacks, increased oil production, and other very non-progressive ills, history will no doubt mark Obama as extraordinary not only for being the first African-American president (which we’ll give him for the significance, but mulattoes can be smug about the truth), but for many groundbreaking acts that are so vast in their magnitude, the public consciousness has yet to fully absorb:

  • Repealing Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell
  • Taking out Osama Bin Laden
  • Passing a massive, landmark healthcare plan
  • “Coming out” in support of gay marriage
  • Ending the war in Iraq
  • Saving international American face
  • Signing legislation for equal pay for women and against hate crimes
  • Winning true victories for the American people, not just “things he did”
  • Having a decent, soulful singing voice

Obamalatto. Our president.