Race and the Walking Dead

Now that we are in the mid-season break of the Walking Dead, I would like to take this opportunity to discuss the glaringly obvious racial problems within this potentially interesting show. (My comments are about the show only—I have not gotten the chance to read the comic book. I certainly hope it does race better than its television counterpart.)

As someone who writes genre fiction myself, I understand the difficulty in writing fully actualize minority characters and the fear of doing it wrong. I understand that it’s just easier to ignore race all together or succumb to the idea that minorities don’t watch genre shows anyway, so choose not to bother. This attitude, though, leads to problems as evidenced by the big fat racial disaster in the Walking Dead.

The show is not necessarily a disaster because of the plot, though it’s slow and there are few likeable characters. It’s such because of the elephant in the room.

It was Toni Morrison who said that the “black presence*” is placed in fiction (and in this case TV) according to the needs and desires of its white creator and that the presence has been there since the creation of the construct of race—or at least the beginning of the American slave trade. Most notably, though, she says that the black presence is there even if it’s ignored and especially if it is unrecognized. In other words, blackness is a part of our social consciousness (in binary opposition to whiteness) and to ignore it shows more about the society than about the people the society hopes to alienate.

The Walking Dead is prime example: in the heart of downtown Atlanta, which has one of the largest black populations in the country, there should be blacks. Lots of them. Everywhere. In fact, it’s hard to imagine writing about Atlanta without having a significantly black cast. Other than perhaps Gone With the Wind. We’re damn near 60% of the population.

Blacks would have been within the homeless which turned into zombies that invaded the city, they would have been within the working population, and obviously they would have been a significant part of the survivors. Assuming you couldn’t find walk-ons to play the zombies, it should have been imperative to cast more than a few for main roles. Instead the unique Atlanta location was ignored and with it the opportunity to do race better than its genre predecessors.

The show began with so much promise. In a small town somewhere near Atlanta (close enough to ride a horse to into the city) a white cop, Rick, awakes to the world all zombiefied. He eventually runs into a black father (Morgan) and son (Duane). I’ll be honest with you. To me, these two characters are the most interesting characters in the entire series. They had all of the makings of a long thematic future: inner turmoil, focus, a father’s fight for his son while suffering visits from the child’s dead mother. From a viewer’s standpoint it was very effective to see this dead woman appear at the door, menacingly spying into the peephole torturing the pair. There has been only one parallel moment in the show (those who watch it will remember the shocking ending to the third episode in the second season).

But from this point it becomes wholly unremarkable and even problematic. The white man leaves the blacks behind. Naturally this is what the “characters” want (this becomes important again later) and so Rick doesn’t have any choice but to leave them. Now, this is completely ridiculous premise or at least needs a better set up. Not only do I think this dude would have taken his son the hell out of there, but he would have done it long before the cop even showed up. Of course it’s easy to talk about the character’s motivations and whatnot, but the truth is that this is written. It’s not real life which has no plot or reason. No. Instead someone wrote this fantastic duo out of the show after manipulating them to set up Rick’s search for his own son.

The show moves on (slowly) and the father finally finds his family—with a group of approximately 20 other survivors. The racial makeup: two blacks (woman and man), a Latino couple and two children, one Asian and the rest were either white or looked so**.

Two of the characters are redneck white dudes. They’re racist and they are used to show us how bad racism is so that anything else pales in comparison. At least they show us how bad obvious racism is. Instead the show uses long hidden biases within our society because by the time the finale comes around the black woman has out grown her usefulness.

One possible highlight: Somewhere around mid season, the group runs into a gang of Latino “thugs.” We know they’re thugs, because, well they’re Latino**. However, at this point the show does something interesting. It turns our preconceived notions of minority thugs on its head and shows us a group of individuals who are taking care of the elderly. Of course it’s done through a gang like structural group which is wholly different than our obvious “good guys” and the viewer realizes that Rick and his group cannot stay less the head gang member outshine him.

This leads me to one of the most obviously fucked up moments in the show. After discovering the CDC they’ve taken shelter in is going to explode, one of the white women decides to stay, taking her own life. Likewise the black woman, Jacqui, does the same. A white male character comes back for the white woman and tells her he refuses to let her die. Obviously she’s worth more than blowing up in the bunker of an obsolete federal building. Too bad Jacqui isn’t also. The white man tells the white woman that he will stay with her and die too if she doesn’t leave. Not wanting to risk the white man’s life, the white woman leaves and her life is spared. No one tries to save the black woman—none of the white characters or the minority ones. It can be assumed then that even the minority characters realize that this woman is not worth saving.

The two whites share an odd glance with the black woman as they leave. The glance speaks volumes and the “black presence” stumbles all over itself trying to ignore the obvious ideology within the show: black women are valued less and are not worth the effort it takes to save them; and minorities must be left behind, they are expendable, useless to the new society. Of course Jacqui blows up at the writers’, I mean …. um… her own insistence.

Somewhere around this time the Latino couple and children decide to leave off on their own. They probably saw the warning signs and chose to rough it out, less being considered expendable within the group structure. Or, you know, the writers didn’t have a use for them anymore.

At this point, there are a few main characters left in the show, but the remaining black man is certainly not one of them. The Asian guy could be argued as such, but only in that he is the errand boy for the rest of the group. Seriously, he’s “small and fast” and sent to get stuff, like pregnancy test for the white characters. Yep, they’re reproducing while the minorities are dropping off like flies. Actually, now that I think about it, isn’t that the basis of the eugenics movement of the last century and one of the major concerns of whites of the time. If the people of the last century had only known that a zombie apocalypse was the answer.

Either way, the black man hardly appears in the show at all and he’s actually one of the most pathetic people on TV. The whites on the show are running around, protecting the group while the black guy gets his ass kicked; drops a key, effectively killing the racist white dude; and gets a blood infection. It could be argued, though (and I’m willing to accept this argument to some extent), that the character is the exact opposite of the typical black male in other shows. And it’s true. Other than the name “T-Dog” (WTF?) he’s not obviously the black “hood,” he isn’t the black “businessman” and he isn’t the black “intellectual.” No instead he’s a completely blank slate. We don’t know anything about him which is not the case for any other character in the entire show.

For example:

Rick, a white cop has a wife and son and we have flashbacks back to them before the apocalypse. He’s the leader for whatever reason, but he’s not particularly good at it. But he’s a cop, and can shoot a gun, so why not?

Shane: the other white cop is his friend and is in love with his wife. For the life of me, I don’t know why. She seems to be the only chick who doesn’t find a way to shower and she’s constantly dirty. He’s also a leader or was before Rick came back. He shoots things and protects the group.

Lori, the wife is torn between two men. She has a son, she was having problems with her husband before he died and then moved on right after. She’s pregos and whiny and we don’t know who’s kid it is. But she assures us it doesn’t matter. She’s a woman so naturally she cooks. That’s what women do. But she helps the group this way.

Andrea lost her sister and is suffering from depression. She wanted to die but the writers interfered. She’s turning out to be a good shot. Even she hunts and helps the group now.

Carol’s husband abused her. She has a daughter who’s missing/dead and suffers for it. Woman = cook. And she’s sad which shows she’s a real person.

Daryl sacrificed his racist brother for the sake of the group. He is a great fighter and does what has to be done for everyone to survive. He is the only person who didn’t give up on the little girl—which show he’s a real (not racist like his bother) person. He hunts and protects the group and has an awesome silent shooter.

Dale: the old man. He’s in love with Andrea—whether physically or just in a daughter way, I can’t tell. He sees everything around him and doesn’t like Shane. Who can blame him really, but it’s none of his business and he can’t stop interfering. He often keeps a look out and protects in that way.

Glen, the only other minority, is sleeping with a white girl. They’re a cute couple and we’re supposed to like them. He’s a gofer for the group because…he’s Asian and small and fast. Oh and at one point the group decides to put him in the well with a zombie for no clear reason at all. And why not, the U.S. has been putting Asians in dark oppressive holes since the beginning of the transcontinental railroad.

T-Dog?…. I couldn’t tell you. I don’t know if he was related to the black woman. I don’t know if he was married or if he has ever had sex in his life, to tell the truth. If the show told us this, I don’t remember because it wasn’t important. Nothing about him is. Nothing about him is memorable, either.

I take that back. He did have one memorable moment other than getting his ass kicked by Daryl’s brother and losing the key.

The only other time race was mentioned was after T-Dog (seriously, what the fuck’s up with the name?) cut himself and became infected. The redneck, Daryl, saves his life which is meant to tell us something really important such as if the redneck has finally gotten over race and become “colorblind” then by god everyone should. Including the viewers.

But not, of course, their own character. After getting saved by Daryl T-Dog gets a blood infection (he truly is pathetic). In his delirious state he goes on a racial diatribe, complaining that everyone around him is “racist” and explaining that it is not safe for a black man to be around southern Georgia cops and too many white folks. Of course these are valid concerns but he is shut down effectively by Dale. T-Dog hasn’t really appeared in the show since that time which, I suppose, is the proper smack down for daring to challenge the white powers that be.

The interesting thing here is the implication that race is only ever a problem when minorities mention it. And obviously it’s only mentioned when the person is crazy or delusional. Race, within the show or otherwise, is never an issue for practical, rational thinking people—only infected black men. Racism is either blatant in your face (the racist redneck) or it is an accusation (the black man) and doesn’t really exist. Either way, it does not belong in a zombie apocalypse.

Ironically the character during this rare moment of honesty is probably right. At least about the show and the black presence that Morrison has outlined. The show does race in a really poor way and this is highlighted by the fact that they have until this moment ignored it and then out of nowhere attacked it so aggressively, as if to silence any dissenting voice daring to challenge them.

The truth is that race is an issue and it will still be an issue after the apocalypse, no matter the source. It’s not realistic to ignore it. Of course the real message seems to be that black and minority people are expendable—no need to replace them—just keep moving, ignoring the obvious. They don’t belong in our new (soon to be zombie free, we hope) society.

The real question of course lies with the Walking Dead staff—the presumable white creator. Will they continue to play ignorant with the “black presence,” ignoring it but never truly succeeding because of the inherent nature of blackness in our society? Or will they challenge themselves, realizing they will probably get things wrong but that doing it wrong, and trying, is often better than not doing it at all?

Practically anything is better than what we have now.




*Toni Morrison refers to the black presence as the “Africanist presence” in her literary criticism Playing in the Dark. It’s brilliant and I wholly suggest reading it.

**I realize that some of the actors’ racial identity may be different from the characters they play, but that is irrelevant to the stereotype we are given on screen.

Originally published December 20th, 2011.

Dear White Woman: To Whom My Pain is Invisible

Although we have met in real life, you and I have gotten acquainted through Facebook, which it seems is where all true friendships go to die. We have not spoken in years, but respond every now and again to each other’s post. But we are “friends” in only the way that modern 21st century folks can be.

I link to a blog post which calls out White feminism and their behavior towards Michele Obama. You reply and preface your statement with a comment about your Native American ancestry to, I suppose, establish your non-White authority—which only adds to your White authority, so you have all bases covered now.  You disagree with the author stating that White women have been in a power struggle with White men, because you say White women rank “below” all men and then you go on to boil the conversation down to “feminist bickering.”

You are, you admit, “ignorant” of feminism, but you are adamant that until men treat all women as equals nothing will change.

Others chime in to express their disagreement. Some point out the history of Black men and White women and the threat of rape. Some mention class. Others discuss patriarchy. It’s a lively, but interesting discussion.

You respond a few times, mostly stating that “the fight shouldn’t be against other women.” In other words Black women you should start fighting the real enemy: men, not White women. You do not see this as your argument, but those who have a history of feminism have seen it many many times before. You see, when suggesting that groups get along to oppose only the most dominate group, the minority group’s voice is always drowned out. Their priories are ignored. Minority women know this because they have been asked to do this too often in the past.

Someone expresses the frustration that your ideology is part of the problem and you get indignant, angry. You write, delete and rewrite a comment stating that you have been insulted. You, quite frankly, make this entire conversation about yourself. It’s about your feelings, your hurt at seeing the struggles of White women diminished, your pain at being associated with those oppressive White women, despite your Native roots that you so desperately cling to.

Seeing that this is getting out of hand, I quickly, but carefully explain the history of feminism to you, although you could not be bothered to research yourself. I do the heavy lifting for you, which I have often done. But, hey, we’re “friends,” right? I say: “White feminist have always asked Black and other minority women to “stop fighting against them,” or to toe the line. Of course we should all just be fighting against misogyny. Let’s just ignore racism, and more importantly, let’s just ignore the racism that White women themselves often perpetrate against minority women.”

You get it. For a moment.

Then your indignation makes you angry. Are you that White woman? You need to know. You comment, then email me demanding for me to come clean, to absolve you of the connection to the dreaded White woman who has done all of those terrible things.

You tell me that you are not responsible for the way that I have misinterpreted your words, and yet you want to make me responsible for the way that you have misinterpreted mine.

You are a smart woman. MA. PhD. M.D. All of the important initials behind your name, you carry them proudly. You’ve earned them. You’ve fought for every single one.  And so you believe that I have committed an “ecological fallacy” every time I call Whites racist simply because they are White, not understanding that I see racism as a system. That I, unlike you, have studied this. I’ve lived it. That I understand that although individuals can be racist, it is the systemic structures of racism that oppress groups of people. Systems, as we were talking here, such as feminism, which has too often ignored and even endorsed racism against Black women and minority peoples.

But now I cannot be bothered. I have done this before. Many many times, in fact. I do this monthly, weekly, daily sometimes. I am often “that” friend. The Black friend. The woman. The Black woman to whom many of my White acquaintances request I absolve them of history’s past, asked to bear the guilt that they feel, told that I’m mean or angry or bitter if I refuse.

So I respond, without responding:



I believe the meme is cute, non-aggressive, and expresses my own frustration with you and your demands of me. (Of course, you probably did not notice that I never made any demands of you. I did not expect you to justify my own ideologies. I am not privileged enough to expect this.)

You get angry. You unfriend me. Then you take to your FB page. You call yourself a “cracker” to gain sympathy, although that’s a term I never used. You misquote me (whether deliberate or not, I’m not sure), but you invoke the equivalent of online White women’s tears. Your tears, you believe, are true. They are clear, pure, genuine.

Mine do not exist.

You get your sympathy. The White men (and women) come to comfort you. Of course in comforting you, they disparage me. There cannot be one without the other. They express their disappointment in me.  You see, I am not the person they wish I was, that they want me to be. I am not quiet, do not acquiescent, cannot be submissive. I am not that Black woman. The Black woman they would have me be.

In the mist of it all the message is lost. The sisterhood that you sought is quickly thrown aside in favor of that familiar connection with the dominant status quo.  My behavior, you believe, is representative of my hypocrisy.  I didn’t toe the line because I had my own thoughts and ideas that did not fit in line with yours. That makes me a hypocrite.

To you your anger is justified. Mine does not exist.

It doesn’t exist because I’ve done this before. I’ll do it again in the near future. Probably this month, week, or even tomorrow. While you, you can go on and believe that that mean Black woman will never be happy until she understands that White crackers are just a “little salty” sometimes, if never really hurtful.

My pain, you see, is invisible. 

Anne Rice, her son, racism, sexism and homophobia, oh my!

So, I responded to a Facebook conversation about Paula Deen yesterday. Now many will believe that this is where I made my first mistake and…well, you’re probably right. But at the time, it actually seemed like a sound idea. Despite the fact that there were mostly comments by white men and many were defending Deen, I still thought: rational conversation. After all, we are Facebook friends, right? And there was just no way that this could go wrong.

Here’s how it went down, with commentary.

The post began, “Anne Rice is right” about Paula Deen. For those who are not aware, Anne Rice, the author of Interview With the Vampire, made statements that she felt Deen was being publically “lynched” because of racist statements and business policies that Deen had enacted within her restaurants.

As you can imagine, comparing Deen with lynching, in which whites would hang, burn and castrate blacks who dared to challenge them, did not go over so well. People were naturally upset that a person who made her living using words, could be so careless with them. Now this person defended Rice, who defended Deen. So I commented that, “it’s really interesting to see people defending and feeling sorry for poor Paula Deen and how she's being lynched and crucified--as if her use of the "n" word once in her life is the problem. If you want to feel sorry for someone, how about feeling sorry for her poor black employees who were forced to enter and leave through back doors and use separate bathrooms than whites....”

The oddest response in the history of responses followed: “Chesya, in spite of yesterday's ruling, it's still not legal for people like me to get married, a right that every race, creed, and religion enjoys, that convicts and mentally incapacitated people enjoy. Furthermore, when people like me point it out, they're told to check their "white privilege." Please, let's not go there with the victimization Olympics, at least until we have a gay President in the White House….”

Um…okay. Your gay rights are being trampled by…Paula Deen…oh, no, by the people who are calling out Paula Deen for racist policies? Okay, I admit, I don’t make the connection, but…actually, why are we talking about gay rights, again?

Because, he said, “the double standard that seems to apply for public outrage of this magnitude is ludicrous and noxious” and “it stopped being about "racism" days ago.” Okay, but I don’t think we should dismiss what Paula Deen has said and done because gays aren’t getting a fair shake.

Then the white male upset: “No one is dismissing what she said, but the fact that you need to manipulate what my post actually says speaks to the weakness of your own position.”

Manipulate? “By saying that Anne Rice is right,” I told him, “I believe that you are dismissing what Paula Deen has done. After all, Anne Rice dismissed it herself by saying what Deen had said wasn't a problem because she only said it to a white woman. This is dismissive because it pretends that Deen's actions are somehow no big deal.”

Then more white man upset for the poor, rich, Southern, white woman while pulling the whole, you’re-just-a-youngen’-stop-trying-to-talk-with-the-menfolk card: “Anne Rice did not say that, sorry. Again, if we could stick to actual facts rather than distortions, that would be terrific. You've already distorted what I've said, now you're distorting what Mrs. Rice said. These entry-level political tricks are tedious, and I was watching them happen before you were born. They're tired.”

So I quote Mrs. Rice: “[Paula Deen] made the remark privately to Lisa Jackson. She did not say it to a black person to offend that person or hurt that person. She isn't the one to broadcast that comment to the whole world.... Lisa Jackson did that. And she's white by the way."

I think I did a fine job of summarizing what Anne Rice said, actually. And I said so.

But he responded: “That is not what she said.... You stated that she said the comment "wasn't a problem because she only said it to a white woman." As you yourself just quoted, that is neither what she said, nor what she meant.”

Now, I know that words have meaning, and I know that it’s important to get to the root of the meaning, so let’s figure this out. How does Anne Rice’s words that she said it to a white person, so as not to hurt a black person not mean the same thing as it wasn't a problem (i.e. hurtful) to black people because she only said it to a white woman? I don’t know, but I really need someone to explain this to me.

Oh, but this gets better.

Because during this whole ordeal, this “gentlemen” continues to use the “n” word over and over again. But don't worry, he always put it in "quotations." In several different post, even within post back to back to back to back to back, as if to make a very important point about how he’s not racist. And evidently how he didn’t want to appear racist while talking to a Black woman about racism and using the “n” word over and over and over again. It didn’t matter that “I” never used it; it didn’t even matter, evidently, if I was offended by it.

If I had pointed this out, I probably would have been accused of whining. How do I know? Because soon after, I was accused of whining. When he asked me to “prove” that Paula Deen had admitted to many of the allegations during her deposition, I said there was no point “because it will probably be ignored or claimed that a direct quote does not say what it actually says or that I've misrepresented something.”

The response: “Chesya, please don't whine. If you have an example of her admitting to "many of the allegations," just post them. Don't play the victim here, it's not necessary.”

Then another white guy: “I know I'd like less whining and more posting of FACTS.”

So I’m perceived as whining. Although I didn’t start a conversation about “racism and sexism” and then turn it completely around and make it about my own oppression, complaining that I can’t get married and black people can or that there’s no gay president in the white house. But these dudes tell me to stop whining? Let me guess, I’m a woman, so I whine. He’s a man, so he….what?

Again, I need help with this.

Eventually, for some reason, Anne Rice is linked to (as if he expects her to bring down her rain of truth on me) and her son is spoken to as if he’s commented (I have no idea if he did): “Note to Christopher Rice. I did not need another reason to love your mother, but she has been so stand-up in this instance, I applaud her. Even more.”

Um…okay.

Then there was some half ass thank you to “everyone, for the thoughtful, respectful commentary.” I assume he means other than constantly using that derogatory word in his responses to me or accusing me of whining—you know, like a girl.

Things I learned from this conversation, Paula Deen was actually being “quite complementary” when she said she wanted blacks dressing like slaves, and if I like Jesse Jackson I’m a hypocrite and I don’t know anything about race or history (the last two must be true, because a black guy said it).

Eventually, I stopped responding because, let’s be honest, there was no point. Whining again, sorry! But I have a few thoughts on the conversation that I tweeted throughout yesterday and many people responded to.

But none of this matters because, you know, it’s easier to just dismiss me as whining. That means you don't have to address your hurtful ideologies.

Quvenzhané Wallis' Outrage Should Be Our Outrage

As you've probably heard, Quvenzhané Wallis, the young actress from Beast of the Southern Wild, received some very insulting criticisms at the Oscars and over the internet last night. In case you didn't know, young Ms. Wallis is only nine years old, which makes most of the comments even more puzzling. Author Nora Jemisin sums it up nicely:

"[For some reason] half of Hollywood decided that it hated [Quvenzhané Wallis].

The reasons for that hate vary. Some of it’s just… Hollywood, land of the unbelievably hateful people who tear each other down to build themselves up. (Where I come from that’s called bullying, and it happens most often in a schoolyard.) There’s a billion snickering comments and articles online right now about the fact that one of the Oscar winners tripped. This is a professional culture of 12-year-olds.

Well. Except. Most of the ones with power are old white guys. They just have the sense of humor of 12-year-olds.

Here’s some things they did:

Oh, and it wasn’t just Hollywood misbehaving. The better-known chunks of the feminist community got in on the act, calling her “disgusting” and “insufferable” in the comments. Those people are getting told by quite a few people, but just goes to show you that even (sometimes especially) feminists can be racist fucks."

You should really follow the links and take a look at the insults that are being thrown at this child. And as for the feminist blog Jezabel, many of the comments can pretty much be summed up with, "this girl is just too uppity." In other words, she should know her place and be appropriately humble so she won't annoy the vast population who really only wants to see the real life reincarnation of Ruby Bridges on screen for them to romanticize.

But I think we must ask ourselves why there is so much anger toward Quvenzhané. Why does her presence cause so much animosity that there are so many people talking about a nine year in sexually derogatory manner? LOTS of people. People in power who are using that power to subjugate this little girl. What is the message here? Why, we must ask ourselves, have these (usually, literally, open-minded) people felt that it was acceptable to behave this way.

As a commenter on Twitter stated, most of these same people were rightfully angry when Rush Limbaugh called Sandra Fluke a slut. But now they defend The Onion for referring to Quvenzhané as a c***. Could it be, perhaps, that Quvenzhané's race does not summon the same emotional innocence within our society as a white woman's does? 

Dr. Marquardt and Scientific Racism in American the Beautiful

Scientific racism is still alive and well. In case you didn’t know it by Dr Satoshi Kanazawa article in Psychology Today that claimed black women are objectively uglier than all other women on the planet, then here is Dr. Stephen Marquardt.

Dr. Marquardt was featured in a section of the documentary, American the Beautiful, directed by Darryl Robert. There, the good doctor reports that “lighter skin is more valuable” than darker skin in our society.  

When initially introduced to the “well renowned expert on the science of beauty,” we learn that Dr. Marquardt believes he has the answer to why light skin is preferred: “Most cultures prefer the lightest of that particular culture’s skin.  Is there something bad about dark skin?” Dr. Marquardt continues, “…well…the current theory…and I believe it myself…. is that we have evolved to prefer skin that is easier to tell disease….Then all of a sudden it takes everyone who has really dark skin and puts them at a lower level…as far as the perceived desirability….it’s only because of this evolved behavior if you’re lighter or if you’re more valuable…”

In case you didn’t catch this, it is only natural, it is evolution, for the society to prefer lighter skin.  It has nothing to do with colonization. We’ll also ignore the fact that all people don’t in fact think that lighter skinned people are more attractive. But those people don’t count.  

The film then shows Dr. Marquardt and director Darryl Robert discussing how difficult it is for movie directors who have to deal with darker actors. “Right!” Marquardt says, “that’s not right see….we should develop a makeup they could use to make it easier to lighten them, you know what I mean, and then black actors would be easier to work with.”

Let’s just make them look like us, even if they can’t actually BE like us.

Of course, now we learn that Marquardt likes to experiment with “changing skin color.”  Now I’m not sure who thought this was a good idea, but the film hires a black model to try to change her “color.”

Marquardt is going to make her attractive by making her five shades lighter with makeup.  But before Roberts could even get his camera rolling, we are told, the black actress and Marquardt “were at each other’s throats.”

Here is the transcript as best as I can describe it. It’s insane and was difficult to watch over and over:

Actress talking to Roberts: “Letting him tell me I’m lost…is…is…really embarrassing.”

“You are lost,” Marquardt screams behind the camera, “you are lost!”

Walking out of the door, the woman proclaims, “I am victorious, ” you asshole! (okay, I added the asshole, but I really really just wanted to say that.)

“You are not victorious. You’re sad.”

“You’re sad,” she counters. “That’s why you’re still in there with nothing to do…you have no dark skinned woman to abuse. I’m done!”

Marquardt follows her out, angry. “She’s just a loser. There’s just no way a person like that….she obviously has very little education….she’s certainly not opened minded….she knows nothing about human attractiveness….she thinks I’m an asshole” (he must have read my mind).

Roberts finally says something: “What if the life she lives is so painful…that’s common too…”

Marquardt counters: “I understand what you’re saying, but a lot of people have a sad, hard life….and they don’t dwell on it. If she doesn’t want to do anything to make herself look more attractive, fine, she’s about 1 in a 100 million women in the US that don’t want that. [Everyone else] wants it. I grew up on an Indian reservation. The Indians who were….had the same opportunities as the Indians who were losers. And the guys who were losers are still on the reservation….The people who took the opportunity to move off the reservations, got their free college education… and integrated into society and are more successful than anybody else.…but the guys who didn’t, like ladies like her, who dwell on her pain are still on welfare and go to bars and get drunk and lose their teeth in the gutter.

“You kill me when you said she had a hard life, you don’t even know her. You don’t even know her…you can’t say she had a hard life she may have grown up in Beverley Hills…she was never a slave…”

Then he just loses his mind and makes faces and weird noises and bounces up and down, pretending to mock black and Natives and anyone who, I guess, isn’t beautiful and wants light skin.  It’s really a wonder to see someone claiming to be better and obviously more attractive than anyone darker than he is, behaving this way.  The documentary is worth watching, if only for this portion.

Dr. Stephen Marquardt has some real issues and like many others before him, he uses so called scientific methods to justify his racist ideology. This is nothing new.  The irony—which he’ll never see—is while lambasting the director for defending the actress’s possible hard life, Marquardt does the same thing and claims that she was instead is a loser without knowing her. He goes so far as to say she is on welfare because she refuses to accept his belief that she is ugly simply because she doesn’t have light skin. 

That’s some real science there, good doctor.