People love Cardi B—especially black women. In the beginning, I was definitely a fan of her goofy personality, and like many I saw her success as a Cinderella Story come to life: however, over the years, Cardi has unpeeled the less appealing layers of her character.
Cardi Isn’t Black
In our community, we have a bad habit of giving everyone an “honorary black card,” and Cardi is no exception. Cardi is a product of her environment, but she has the privilege of her “ghettoness” being perceived as “real” and trendy.
She has never claimed blackness herself, but black people allow her a pass because of her proximity to black culture. This is partially why she feels so comfortable saying the “n-word.”
Let’s be real…
Cardi gets treated like royalty in the black community because she’s light skinned. I know I’m going to get accused of being a “bitter dark skinned black woman,” but someone needs to call out the foolishness. If that makes me the bad guy, then so be it.
It is ridiculous the amount of foolishness we let her get away with. We as black women can’t call out black men for being colorist and then sing the praises of a colorist nonblack woman.
Colorist Double Standard
I’m using Cardi as an example, but black women—especially dark skinned black women—have a bad habit of vicariously living their lives through light skinned and racially ambiguous women. A lot of the time, we complain about an under representation of black women in the media, but we identify mixed race women like Cardi as black; to add insult to injury, we’re actually more judgmental of black women that engage in the same ratchet behavior.
We roll our eyes when we see black women with red wigs and acrylic nails that touch both end of the earth, but it’s cute when Cardi does it? Cardi B couldn’t even get to the level of stardom that she’s at without tearing down another black woman in the process, yet this is who black women choose to champion?
What does that say about us?
By no means am I saying that you can’t be a fan of Cardi’s, but be honest with yourself about who you are supporting. Be honest about what she—and women like her—represents, and how that reflects you. There is enough turmoil within our own community, the last thing we need to do is support our own detriment. Stop running to the defense of a woman who doesn’t identify with you and doesn’t care about you. At the end of the day, she needs us and we don’t need her.