(ThyBlackMan.com) The revelations by former Essence Magazine editor Constance White both intrigued and concerned me. Not to say that I was surprised, but I admittedly long for the days when my friend Susan Taylor stood at the helm of the magazine, and Essence represented something black, extraordinary and authentic. There was a time when we fully understood that the power of media wasn’t just for making money, it was also for shaping minds. In fact, Adolph Hitler once said that if you want to control a group of people, all you have to do is control what they read, watch and hear.
For much of my life, when I thought about Essence Magazine, I thought about black women. Now, when I think about Essence, I think about what white people want black women to become. The mind can be under occupation in the same way that one colonizes a foreign country, and in the space of African American media, it’s difficult to argue that we’re not a conquered and imperialized group of people.
The pressure to assimilate is overwhelming when I look at how most of the radio stations our kids listen to are owned by big corporations like Clear Channel, who don’t care that commercialized hip-hop music is teaching young boys how to grow up and become murderers and r*pists. Television Networks like BET seem to believe that it should once again be illegal for black people to learn how to read. Even TV One, the “good version” of BET (a network that most of us respect), is 49% owned by NBC Universal, implying that they remain officially black-owned by a mere technicality.
Essence is one of the latest victims of the perpetual paper chase that turns us into the kinds of economic addicts that are produced by a racially-oppressive capitalist society. As black kids, we grow up believing that our goal in life is to sell our soul to the highest bidder, and that it’s OK to be an asset on someone else’s plantation, as long as our overseers allow us to live in the big house. This opens the door to a life of fancy cars, big houses and expensive meals at the finest restaurants, where we charge it to the game without realizing that there is a massive debt to be repaid.
Then, one day, you look in the mirror and the person you see no longer has a soul. Like the hooker on the corner who gave her baby away for another vile of crack cocaine, you realize that your worth in this world has been reduced to the size of your paycheck (which can be taken away as soon as they are finished with you). The community you love languishes and dies, while you sit in the warmth of your corporate office with a boss telling you that the plight of “those people” has nothing to do with you.
I understand this well, because I know capitalism. I’ve been teaching Finance at the college level for the last 20 years, and one thing I know for sure is that the powerful temptation of money can lead us to become something that we’re not, and it can literally reshape the structure of our psycho-sociological DNA, turning a righteous mission into an abandoned one. I believe this is what happened to Essence magazine, and quite frankly, it disgusts me.
I wasn’t surprised in the least to hear former Essence editor White say that the corporate captains who own Essence were pulling the strings and dressing the magazine up in black face. I could hear the voices of thousands of black women on our blogs who, through women’s intuition, could tell that something was wrong. I’ll keep things simple: If you want to understand why most corporations or politicians do anything that doesn’t make sense, just follow the money. Its much more profitable to sell beauty tips and relationship advice than it is to discuss controversial topics like racism, poverty or the prison industrial complex. Purely capitalist organizations are not designed to incur these kinds of risks.
I don’t hate Essence Magazine, but I think that we should not define the magazine by what it used to be. Instead, we should define it by what it is. Essence Magazine is NOT a publication designed for the empowerment and independence of African American women. It is a magazine that is run and owned by a big corporation with mostly white shareholders who have positioned the brand to get access to the spending power of African American women. Ladies, the magazine is certainly wired to SERVE you, but it is not wired to LIBERATE you. There is a very big difference between the two.
Susan Taylor left the building long ago and Essence has “evolved.” The painful truth that we must realize is that to truly create black-owned media that empowers the African American community, we must be able to think beyond the financial bottom line. Economic inequality is the last great hurdle of black civil rights, and overcoming starts with the power of OWNERSHIP.
Staff Writer; Dr. Boyce Watkins
Dr. Boyce Watkins is the founder of the Your Black World Coalition. For more information, please visit http://BoyceWatkins.com.
Haters…why do you all continue to bash Steve Harvey??? Essence magazine, if you don’t like it, don’t buy it or read it…SIMPLE AS THAT!! So sick of peopled and their negativity!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I haven’t bought an Essence magazine in years. Even back then, it was a waste of money. I can only imagine what they write about nowadays.
@shabazz…I’ve gotta ask: What’s so disgraceful about Steve Harvey?
P.S. Anything displaying this disgraceful Steve Harvey ( or his cohorts..Cedric, domonique diprima and especially this ‘chile he is currently married to) will not get my conscious revenue, attention or time.
Touché on your analysis. What continues to baffle me is why the large number of ‘negroes’ who should have acquired wealth through entertainment/sports/entrepreneurship are indifferent to the obvious. Where are the conglomerates that should be reachable in television, ‘ownership’ of a sports franchise? Perhaps what we are experiencing is a cleansing of the graft so that the true soldiers can ascend to prominence. I have some good years left and the plan is for my sons and I to independently create a product that will not be convoluted by that which has caused the demise of Essence magazine, Famous Amos Cookies, B.E.T., T.V. One. As someone has previously stated….’ I keep playing until I \WIN.’