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“I think this, in part, explains the screaming and fainting. Jackson cranked up ‘Billie Jean’ and I
felt it too. For when I saw Michael Jackson glide across the stage that night at Madison Square
Garden, mere days before the Twin Towers fell, I did not imagine him so much walking on the
moon, as walking on water. And the moonwalk was the least of things. He whipped his mop of
hair and, cuffing the mic, stomped with the drums, spun, grabbed the air. I was astounded. There
was the matter of his face, which took me back to the self-hatred of the ’80s, but this seemed not
to matter because I was watching a miracle—a man had been born to a people who controlled
absolutely nothing, and yet had achieved absolute control over the thing that always mattered
most—his body.
And then the song climaxed. He screamed and all the music fell away, save one solitary drum,
and boneless Michael seemed to break away, until it was just him and that “Billie Jean” beat,
carnal, ancestral. He rolled his shoulders, snaked to the ground, and then backed up, pop-locked,
seemed to slow time itself, and I saw him pull away from his body, from the ravished face, which
wanted to be white, and all that remained was the soul of him, the gift given onto him, carried in
the drum.”
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Introduction:
manifestation of racism and its toll on black “bodies.” In his previous article, “Letter to My
Son,” Coates highlights the blithe lifestyle of Whites and the effects of racial bigotry on the
Blacks, which are subdued to various forms of abuse and violence. In this article “I’m Not Black,
I’m Kanye,” however, he explores the effects of fame and success on the erasing of black
identities. Coates explains that this phenomenon has long existed among black celebrities and
that it has caused him to feel a sense of loss of his own. In my chosen passage, he introduces his
article by referencing an anecdote of his first time viewing Michael Jackson perform live. Coates
describes his astonishment and amazement as he watches MJ moonwalking to the beat of “Billie
Jean.” Nonetheless, as Coates reflects on such celebrities, he seems to be finding that with the
rise of black celebrities, comes the fall of their very own identities.
Zoom In:
Coates argues that internalized racism causes the decay of black bodies. As he narrates
Jackson’s performance, he uses violent and bold words: “he whipped… cuffing… stomped…
grabbed...,” which ironically are similar to the words used to describe the violence African
American slaves were subdued to despite being used by Coates to simply recreate the overall
image of MJ’s dancing. This demonstrates that behind the success of Jackson is that lingering
legacy of slavery. In fact, Jackson’s now-white face reminded Coates of the self-hatred in the
1980s; hence, it is inferred that due to internalized racism, Michael Jackson erased his
“blackness.” Moreover, Coates’ astonishment was not limited to MJ’s dance moves, but also the
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miracle he symbolized: MJ “had achieved absolute control over the thing that always mattered
most—his body.” Jackson's moonwalk is a symbol of liberty because learning how to moonwalk
takes time & effort as it is something that is hard to do. The fact that a black has perfected it by
literally taking control of his body movements symbolizes his complete power, authority, and
right on his body, which was exceptional during that time period as black “bodies” were used by
white people; similarly to how Africans were brought in as slaves used by Americans. However,
as his body was what “always mattered most,” he “pull[ed] away from his [black] body, from the
ravished face, which wanted to be white, and all that remained was the soul of him.” Michael
Jackson has stripped himself away from his black identity and ascended from--and only from the
thrill and ecstasy of finally being as free as a white man, who is able to “moonwalk,” thanks to
his achievement of absolute control. Coates explains that MJ is not the first to bleach his body,
many other black celebrities have done so to gain what he calls the “white freedom.”
Zoom Out:
Coates references Kanye West too, an African American composer and singer, as he
discusses his sense of loss that came with the loss of black celebrities. After West was rebuked
for his controversial statements, he claimed that he is simply exercising his right to be a “free
thinker,” in which Coates responds with “...and he is, indeed, championing a kind of
ignorant….a conqueror’s freedom, freedom of the strong built on antipathy or indifference to the
weak.” In his other body of work, “Letter to My Son,” Coates describes living as a white person
is blithely living; in other words, the “ignorance is bliss”-type of mentality. Hence, the “freedom
to be proud and ignorant...a conqueror's freedom” refers to Whites as they are the ones who
conquered America through the pillage of the Natives. This demonstrates that those who rose to
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be as “equal” as the Whites are the same people who have fallen to the hands of “self-hatred”
and given up on their body. Overall, Coates expresses his despair because he realizes that as
Blacks rise in power, their “African [bodies]” are left behind at “The Bottom,” which brings
about the idea that black people will never be able to be as equal to white as long as they are
black.
Personal:
as someone who is thankfully considered “higher,” I do not and cannot fully understand or
empathize with the racial minorities and how harsh and unjust their lives are. Yet, it infuriates me
how one’s identity causes detrimental effects on its owners. It is unfair that blacks have rights,
justice, equality, privileges taken away simply due to the color of skin or race; especially since
this is not a recent phenomenon. Blacks who have gained power and risen in the social hierarchy
placed by white supremacists at some point in their lives have all “bleached” and “whitened”
themselves, as if pressured and brainwashed by the racist society to make them think that they
are less valuable if they are black. Although I do not remember a time where I personally felt
hatred towards myself in terms of color of skin, I do remember a friend of mine who did. She
believed that being fair-skinned or white was the only way she could be beautiful despite
believing that every skin color is equal to each other. She would not belittle those who are P.O.C.
nor was she racist, but she did always compete between me to see who had a lighter tone. I
believe that due to social media and the internet, she began to hate herself as she was up to
“standards.” The effects of this internalized racism unfortunately causes the downfall and
obliteration of identities and even whole communities as they start to “assimilate” into more
Works Cited.
Coates, Ta-Nehisi. “Ta-Nehisi Coates: Kanye West in the Age of Donald Trump.” The Atlantic,
22 May 2018,
www.theatlantic.com/entertainment/archive/2018/05/im-not-black-im-kanye/559763.