Drag is a celebration. Drag is an attitude. Characterizing drag queens as "bitchy, catty, dumb, slutty" is reductive and insulting. The female persona created by a drag queen is robust, powerful, enduring. She has moxie, smarts, humor and beauty.
This blackface incident stings a bit more, not just because it's my alma mater, but because of the fact that a head coach of a Division I sports team was not aware that a student athlete engaging in this kind of act might not be a good look for the team, the program, or the university.
While the racism, sexism, and homophobia evident in these social spaces and at GOP political rallies are nothing new, the justification, the denial, and the overall societal complacency about racism (and sexism) because our president is black, speaks to a broader issue confronting America.
I flipped the postcard over to find the trumpeting of The Race Experience, an "exciting, new interactive kiosk that allows us to see ourselves in a different skin... to change our 'race' and become Black, White, Asian, Middle Eastern, Indian and Hispanic." Holy. Hell.
Although some may dismiss the photos and Mr. Marrus' behavior as youthful indiscretion, as something of the past, and as harmless, these photos point to a larger history, one that whites have yet to reconcile within contemporary culture.
Should the media industry take responsibility for its formations of mixed race subjects, forging of interracial relations, and imagining "ambiguous" identification in today's increasingly diversifying world?