No one is safe from the twerk police.
After separate videos of Malia Obama and Serena Williams dancing hit the internet, I’ve seen people blasting both of them for not being able to dance, and I am at a loss.
In case you missed it – Malia was feeling herself in the crowd at Lollapalooza and now everybody gotta comment on her rhythm. Serena did a twerk video (for a “mainstream” audience, I think should be noted) and now everyone feels compelled to criticize her because she didn’t twerk hard enough in a 1 minute video.
It’s just too much. I couldn’t dance that well when I was a teenager either (or now, tbh), but who the fuck cares? Because Lord knows if Malia had moved the way people seem to expect black girls to move whenever a beat drops, the word “fast” would be thrown around like people were getting paid for it.
And now on to Serena…
Serena’s little booty pop wasn’t hurting anyone. It was mild, non-confrontational twerking. It was twerk-lite and that is ok. Maybe she didn’t feel like throwing it back too hard, ya’ll ever think of that? #LeaveSerenaAlone
Not every black girl can dance. It’s 2016 but it still needs to be said, apparently. Black girls live with the expectation that they’re supposed to be super sexy, but at the same time are disproportionately shamed for being too sexy. So let me break that down for you: if you’re a black girl, you better be able to twerk on a hand stand, but if you do, you need to get yo nasty ghetto ass back inside and do something productive and stop making black people look bad.
I can’t stand ya’ll, honestly. This is one more thing to add to the list of ridiculous double standards that are placed on black women from a young age, that we carry on our shoulders until we eventually – hopefully – figure out that it’s all bullshit, shuck that baggage off and keep it moving.
It’s crazy though, isn’t it? If a black girl can’t drop it like it’s hot at the drop of a hat then she can’t dance. Meanwhile, let any non-black girl halfheartedly pop her booty once or twice, and you’ll hear a chorus of “ooh, she getting it.”
Ya’ll fake. Ya’ll ain’t real.
*This has been a rant by your unfriendly neighborhood black feminist.*