“The N-Word” is a Cancer

I was originally scheduled to appear on CNN Tonight, this March 16^th evening, 2015.  I was going to be a part of a panel that was going to discuss the N-Word and when and who can use it. I was told the segment had been cancelled or postponed until later. However, I’m watching it happen right now…

Maybe they got my number mixed up with Trinidad’s.

Oh well, I figure, why not give my two cents anyway.

Before I do, let me first say two things. 1) I’m not going to tell you who can say it and who can’t. We are all adults here, and you can do what you want. The problem some of you will run in to is, everyone has their own rules to it, so real talk: use at your own risk.

What I will tell you is who shouldn’t….Spoiler alert: No one should…

And 2) for the sake of brevity and reality I’m going to use terms such as “us” and “them” from time to time. Normally, I try not to use such terms. However, we are talking about a very divisive topic here, so in certain points, it is only appropriate.

Let’s get into it.

The N-word, according to Dictionary.com, is a noun with only slang definitions. It is defined as A) “a contemptuous term used to refer to a black person or a member of any dark-skinned people” or B) “a contemptuous term used to refer to a person of any racial or ethnic origin regarded as contemptible, inferior, ignorant, etc.

I’m going to take those one-by-one.

Please notice: the N-Word is not a synonym for a black person. It is a “contemptuous term used to refer to a black person or a member of any dark-skinned people.” It is contempt. It is hatred. It is NOT “black.”

The N-word is a thought. It is an emotion. It is an energy. It was created by bigotry fueled by the oppression of “Black” people. The word cannot be fully explained, it can only be felt. You can only see its effects. It is not just heard, it is experienced.

That experience is hate. Pure unadulterated hate. It has killed. It has maimed. It has ruined. It is more than just a word.

Because it is this complex, I believe we need a comparison. A comparison you may not all like, but one I bet we have all been touched by…

The N-Word IS like a CANCER!

Please note: I am not trying to minimize cancer. Cancer is the absolute worst. I am merely drawing a picture where we can all recognize the characters.

You already know Cancer. Cancer kills. It’s what it does. So when you find out you have cancer you have two options: You kill it, or it kills you… And to kill it, you have to kill it all or it might keep coming back.

I’ll repeat: You don’t just live with cancer. You kill it. Or eventually, it kills you.

Many times when a cancer is not completely eradicated, it will not only come back, but it may come back stronger, more complex, and in a different more lethal form.

The N-Word IS like a CANCER!

I’m now going to make an assumption: I’m going to assume that we can all agree, that in some measurable way, smoking AND second-hand smoking actually do cause cancer.

Taking that assumption, the original creation and usage of the N-Word is like “White” people smoking packs and packs of cigarettes a day and exhaling each puff in the face of every “Black” person they could find. Guess what happened?… We all got sick. The N-Word sadistically infected the hearts of those who chose to spew it in our faces, and it infected our minds. It told us we weren’t human; we weren’t to be valued; we did not matter.

Over time, as a country, we came to realize we were all sick, but we did not have a cure. We had movements, protests, rallies, songs, fundraisers, town halls, prayer services. At some point, television and media convinced us that we pretty much got it all. I mean, yeah there’s a few people still struggling with the decision but we beat it! We killed it right?

…But we didn’t get it all.

Those who used the term to oppress? Some actually quit cold turkey. Some convinced the people around them that they quit, but still use it in private. Some only do it when they drink. You can justify it however you want, but you are still breathing that hatred back in.

Let me give you a quick example: A few times last week as I was asked about the video of those boys chanting “there will never be a N___ SAE” I was asked something to the effect of “Did it bother you more that they obviously hadn’t learned their own history? I mean to say there’d never be an N-Word SAE when you had already pledged there, been initiated, and graduated?”

Did you catch what happened in the question? The boys chanted about “N____s” presumably in general, but these reporters took that term and applied it to me. Remember, it’s not a synonym to “black,” it is a term of contempt. Is that nitpicky? Probably, but what I’m saying is that the term is used so much that people who don’t think it applies to black people still consider it a synonym for black people. As far as I’m concerned there has never been a N___ SAE. I don’t even know what that is.

Those of us who were oppressed by it? My people? Now, we really killed it, didn’t we?

No. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we didn’t even try to kill it. We decided to live with it. (Remember what I said about living with it?) We took it, and we made it cool. We adopted it as our own, as if it was something we always wanted. We changed how it is spelled and we even came up with acronyms of pride. We made it a term of endearment.

Just like Trinidad and Don and Mark were just saying, “That’s MY N____!” “I LOVE MY N_____!”

Sounds like slave terms to me, but I guess popular opinion called it remission…

(If you get a chance, watch that interview again. The more Trinidad, Don, and Mark use the term, the less comfortable they get with it.)

See, as I said, many times when a cancer is not completely eradicated, it will not only come back, but it may come back stronger, more complex, and in a different more lethal form.

So what about the N-Word? What did we do with it next? (And I’m not just talking about Rap music here. I’m talking about the reality real rap music is expressing. I agree with the panel there.)

We took “I LOVE MY N____,” and made it, “I LOVE MY N______ and F–K them other N____s!”

Let that sink in.

….Progression

That’s hatred returned, and coming out of us! Deep rooted hatred of people, not because they don’t look like us. Actually, they look JUST LIKE US. No, we hate them simply because we don’t know them. We aren’t sure where they are from. Does any of that sound familiar to you?

Cancer…

We may not have been the ones blowing smoke before, but look at us now…

Remember that second definition of the N-word I mentioned before?

“A contemptuous term used to refer to a person of any racial or ethnic origin regarded as contemptible, inferior, ignorant, etc?

Do you understand what happened? That’s from the DICTIONARY. What was once hatred spewed at “Black” people is now also hatred spewed at any person of any racial or ethnic origin “regarded as contemptible, inferior, ignorant, etc.”

The SLANG used to refer to “BLACK people” is now the SLANG used to refer to “anyone” that is contemptible, inferior, ignorant, etc.?…

We tried to take its power away, but we failed. We tried to make it something that it wasn’t. But hate did what hate does, and it came back with a vengeance. We use it the same way they did. The same way they do. It infected our minds, then spread to our hearts, our mouths, even our full identities. It is completely widespread. Widespread to the point that we have helped cause the dictionary to draw a parallel between being “Black” and being inferior, ignorant, etc. because even “black” people use it that way. The word that had no meaning, now does.

“If thought corrupts language; then language can also corrupt thought.” – George Orwell

We have a cancer!

So what now? We’ve tried everything else, and nothing has worked?

I say, it’s time to kill it. It’s time to MAKE it die. Am I saying you can’t say it? No. I’m saying you shouldn’t. I’m saying you shouldn’t want to. You shouldn’t want to say it any more than you should want to keep smoking cigarettes after beating lung cancer. You shouldn’t want to say it because it will ultimately bring hate, pain, and conflict. It’s not time to make a list of rules of who can and can’t say it and when. It’s time to shut it down completely.

Killing the N-Word starts at home. It’s a personal decision. That’s why I’m typing “the N-word.” I’m not protecting your sensitive eyes or minds. I’m not using it because I don’t use it. Ever. I don’t sing along to that word in songs. I don’t use it with my friends or family. I simply don’t use it.

I’m choosing to kill it and, for what it’s worth, I think you should choose to kill it too.

We can pull this off, if we do it together..

“Don’t believe me? Just watch!” – Trinidad James

William B. James II