Somebody Come And Get Raven-Symone
Written by Danny P Ocean on October 7, 2014
Can somebody please tell Raven Symone that she is a color. Can someone also explain to her that she is of African descent, even if she doesn’t know from where exactly. And that unfortunately the world sees her as a color.
Yesterday I caught a clip of Raven explaining to Oprah that she no longer wants to be labeled as an African-American. As I watched the clip I just shook my head. Another one lost in the sauce.
I don’t want to be labeled gay. I want to be labeled a human who loves humans. I’m tired of being labeled…. I’m in an amazing, happy relationship with my partner, a woman.
I’m an American. I’m not an African American. I don’t know where my roots go to. I don’t know what country in Africa I’m from, but I do know I have roots in Louisiana. I’m an American, and that’s a colorless person. We are all people. I have lots of things running through my veins. I connect with each culture.
Somewhere along the way Raven skipped out on her “Proud to Be Black” class, and seemed to have developed the “color me colorless” syndrome. Excuse me Ms. Raven, you are a color. You are an African-American no matter what else you are mixed with. If this was 1814 you would be in the fields right along with the rest of us picking shit.
I know your life has been blessed thus far, you happened to land a spot on The Cosby Show, one of the most successful African-American shows ever. And you lit up the Disney channel with “That’s So Raven.” So I know the checks are rolling in rather nicely. I get that. But please don’t use your podium to scream I am a human and not a color.
Instead of going the colorless route, Raven should have taken the opportunity to go the colorful route. Raven should have used her interview to not only talk about her African-American roots, but also her New Orleans heritage, as well as any other race she may have flowing through her.
I hope as she gets a little older Raven will take the time to embrace her heritage. Understand that being a “color” is what makes the world goes around. America isn’t called the melting pot for not, we are a gumbo of different flavors. Being that her folks come from Nawlins I thought she would know that.