Tuesday, March 04, 2008

I Don’t Do Ignorance
Breaking Down Shirley Q. Liquor, Big Mama, Norbit, Madea, and White Chicks

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The global image of the Black woman continues to be under attack, the latest of which being with Charles Knipp and his character Shirley Q. Liquor.  Liquor, is described by Charles Knipp as being "the Queen of Ignunce," who is based on his experiences with and interpretations of Black southern women.  Knipp, who is white and gay, performs the character --- an illiterate, welfare collecting, mother of 19 children, who drives a Caddy, and attends Mount Holy Olive Second Baptist Zion Church of God in Christ of Resurrected Latter-Days AME CME --- in blackface.

Men who take on roles as female characters for the purposes of entertainment are nothing new and they’ve been handsomely rewarded for their efforts with our dollars.  Starting with Flip Wilson’s the devil made me do it “Geraldine” and in recent years Martin Lawrence’s “Big Mama’s House,” Shawn and Marlon Wayans’ “White Chicks,” Eddie Murphy’s “Norbit,” and Tyler Perry’s popular character “Madea.”  With the exception of “White Chicks,” all are Black men dressed in drag as Black women.  The exception is the Wayans brothers, who flipped the script and took on the roles of two white women.

What’s the difference between a Black man in drag and a white man in blackface when both are depicting a Black woman?

Some have argued that Black Americans should not complain about Knipp’s character Shirley Q. Liquor because we turn a blind eye towards Black actors who also perform in questionable roles.

You’ll get no argument from me regarding Eddie Murphy as Rasputia Latimore in “Norbit.”  In fact, long before the film was in theaters, the billboards promoting it were enough to make me wanna holla and throw up both my hands.  And while I definitely didn’t appreciate Murphy taking on the role of a fat Black mean woman for the rest of the world to sit around and laugh at, I can’t overlook the fact he did it as a Black man.

Hattie Mae Pierce, Martin Lawrence’s character Big Mama, is a Black religious woman living in the South.  While Big Mama is definitely a big mama, she isn’t mean.  However unlike Shirley Q. Liquor, she isn’t on welfare, we never saw her guzzling down 40 ounces of beer, and to the best of my knowledge she doesn’t have 19 kids, one of which being named Kmartina.  Oh, and like Murphy, Lawrence is a Black man.

This brings me to Tyler Perry and Mabel “Madea” R. Simmons, best known for the way she says, “Heluur!  This is Madea-ur!” 

Madea probably comes the closet to Knipp’s Shirley Q. Liquor character, being that she didn’t find out that Deacon Leroy Brown was her daughter Cora’s father until her class reunion in 2003 and she’s known to drive a Caddy.  She will argue with anyone, has a penchant for her unique pronunciation and enunciation of words, and is part of a large family with many children and grandchildren.

"Madea" or "Madear" is a typical Black Southern name for a grandmother.  The term is a shortened form of "Mother Dear."

Again, criticism withstanding, Perry is a Black man taking on this role.

A favorite defense of whites against anyone Black who takes issue with Shirley Q. Liquor is the Wayans brothers as Brittany and Tiffany Wilson in “White Chicks.” 

As if somehow, two Black men taking on the characters of white blonde-haired and blue eyed cruise line heiresses is even remotely the same as a white man in blackface taking on the role of an overweight Black woman.  Mind you, this woman sings in his parody The 12 Days of Kwanzaa, “On the fifth day of Kwanzaa, my check came in the mail.  AFDC!  Thank you, Lawd!  Come on kids; let's go to the store for some collard greens, ham hocks, and cheese!”

I wish that when men, white or Black, decided to go in drag as Black women we were always portrayed as beautiful wealthy yet dim socialites. 

The difference between a Black man in the role of a Black woman and a white man putting on blackface and attempting to do the same is that whites don’t have the same history of slavery and racial discrimination that Blacks do.

Since Black women were brought to America, as slaves, we have been forced to endure every form of racism and sexism there is at the hands of whites.

Let me recap it for you.

First, it was the Massuh we had to contend with and his penchant for darker skin that is primarily responsible for the various shades of brown that represent our people today.  Janie Crawford, Leafy, Nanny, and Zora Neale Hurston.  Ashay!

Then for many years, we were forced to take on the role of raising whites children, cleaning their houses, washing their laundry, and cooking their meals.  In keeping in line with America’s approved racial etiquette, we did all of this while being referred to as “girl” or “nigger” and remembering to never look whites directly in the face.  Mrs. Thomas, Lena Younger, Sofie, and Florida Evans.  Ashay!

We dealt with Jim Crow and with the racist police officers, teachers, landlords, bosses, and bus drivers.  Rosa Parks.  Ashay!

For many years, we were denied roles in major motion pictures.  When they couldn’t get away with that anymore, we were denied the same wages as our female white counterparts and the accolades bestowed upon them.  Hattie McDaniel and Dorothy Dandridge.  Ashay!

Now it’s 2008 and we’re nappy-headed hoes and being found in shacks, raped, beaten and urinated on.  In addition, just to remind us that we’re still Black, our asses are being analyzed during tennis matches on live television for the world to see. 

Misogynistic lyrics recited by Black men and financed by white, continue to portray us as sexual objects to the point where some of us are so confused that we’ve gladly taken on the role.

So I find it ridiculous when anyone, white or Black, defends a white man who puts on blackface and an afro wig, calls himself the Queen of Dixie, and  says things like “I'm gonna burn me up some chitlins and put some ketchup on there and aks Jesus to forgive my sins.”

Is Knipp even capable of understanding that back in the day after pigs were slaughtered, their intestines, the chitterlings Knipp mocks, along with hog maws, pigs' feet, and neck bones were given to slaves by their Massuh to eat because it was he who controlled their food choices?

And unlike with Tyler Perry’s films, there is no feel good lesson of morality at the end of Knipp’s performance.  Just a bunch white gay men and women, probably drunk, applauding the performance of one of their own for being able bring to life their own racist stereotypes of how they see Black women.

This isn’t an argument in defense of characters like Murphy’s Rasputia Latimore.  Rather it’s an argument that these characters, while demeaning to Black women, are not racist. 

The same can’t be said of Charles Knipp’s Shirley Q. Liquor character that is demeaning, disrespectful, and racist by virtue of the fact that he is a white man in blackface that is using the most negative stereotypes of Blacks to entertain other whites.  Stereotypes that are based on traits that can be directly traced back to the history of racial discrimination faced by Blacks from whites in this country. 

For example, the generations of Black women and men who in their youth weren’t allowed to attend school with white children and were forced to go to work to help support their families.  Because of America’s sanctioning of segregation and racial discrimination, they never learned how to speak and write English properly; therefore creating the dialect that Knipp so often makes fun of.

Somehow, I find it hard to believe that if the heel was on the other foot, and some Black comedian was traveling the country selling himself as “a piece of poor white trailer park trash” in whiteface, that he’d be welcomed with open arms by whites.  I’ll take it a step further to add, that if that same Black comedian were in whiteface and impersonating a white gay man, it’d be off with his head…literally.

So while I know it’s easy to try and point the finger of blame back on Blacks in defense of Charles Knipp for our poor excuses of comedy in the form of Black men up in drag, unfortunately it’s just not the same.  One is just ignorant, while the other, Knipp, is the expression of years of covert racism towards Blacks from whites post integration.  I expected whites to defend Knipp; after all, they make up his core audience to the tune of tens of thousands of dollars annually.  However, for Blacks to do it is a slap in the face of our ancestors and all that they sacrificed for us to have the opportunities that we have today. 

I don’t do ignorance.

Monday, March 03, 2008

Nat'l Black Radio "The Bev Smith Show" Joins Campaign Against Shirley Q. Liquor

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Today, in honor of Women’s History Month and African-American women, activists launched BanShirleyQLiquor.com in an attempt to call attention to Charles Knipp, a self-described forty-five-year-old, fat, gay white man that performs nationwide as his alter ego character Shirley Q. Liquor.  Knipp describes Liquor as being “an illiterate welfare mother with nineteen kids who guzzles malt liquor and drives a Caddy.”  The character is favorite among his core audience whom Knipp described in Rolling Stone Magazine as being “gay men, their moms, and rednecks.”  While in blackface as Liquor, Knipp speaks in Ebonics and makes comments like “axe your mamma how she durrin” and misuses words like “ignunt.” 

National Black talk radio “The Bev Smith Show” on American Urban Radio Networks (AURN) will dedicate its entire Monday, March 3 (7p-10p ET) broadcast to the campaign to ban Shirley Q. Liquor and spread the word about his upcoming performances.  AURN is the only African-American owned network radio company in the United States.  It is the largest network reaching urban America, with more than 200 weekly shows, AURN reaches an estimated 20 million listeners.

"We believe that if Mr. Knipp is a true talent, he can find plenty of folks who look just like him to present in 3-dimensional caricature," read a statement from Smith's camp. "If he really is funny, then he can find more than enough insulting and stereotypical elements of his own group, their background, and their culture, to mock. HE DOES NOT NEED OURS. As it is said, we have enough problems.

"As if injury could further be added to this insult, a recent posting to his website allegedly included the headshot of well-respected journalist/activist Jasmyne Cannick--a woman who daily responds to and fights for the rights and dignity of persons of color and the LGBT communities--edited atop the body of a naked and hefty-breasted woman.

Understand this, please: One of our journalists has been insulted. Would Charles Knipp have done this to an AP journalist? Would the head of Mike Wallace or Cokie Roberts or Jorge Ramos be used this way without response from their respective communities? We think not."

The Bev Smith Show” can be heard in Sacramento, Atlanta, Pittsburgh, Augusta, Chicago, and more. Listen to the show online at www.wamoam.com or www.waok.com.

LISTEN ONLINE 7P-10P ET/4P-7P PT 

Friday, February 29, 2008

BanShirleyQLiquor.com Launched!
Online Petition Launched to Ban Shirley Q. Liquor

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An online petition has been launched to ban future performances of Charles Knipp his character Shirley Q. Liquor, an African-American woman, as “a welfare mother with nineteen kids who guzzles malt liquor, and drives a Caddy” that he performs in blackface.  According to Rolling Stone Magazine, he makes between $70k-$90k a year to do so.

The petition is targeted towards venues that have currently booked Knipp to perform Shirley Q. Liquor.  In addition, the petition is targeted towards gay America, whom Knipp touts along with “rednecks and their moms,” as being his largest supporters.

CLICK HERE TO READ AND SIGN THE PETITION (www.banshirleyqliquor.com)

***Please forward Petition link to your email contacts***

Thursday, February 28, 2008

One Show At A Time…
Help Cancel Shirley Q. Liquor Show in Miami Beach, Florida April 17th and 18th

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Charles Knipp (Shirley Q. Liquor) is scheduled to perform Friday, April 18th and Saturday, April 19th in Miami Beach, Florida at EXXXOTICA ~ Miami Beach.  EXXOTICA is billed as the largest adult themed consumer show on the East Coast and is sponsored part by Hustler and Playboy Radio.  Knipp’s performance is scheduled to take place in Hall C of the Miami Beach Convention Center located at 1901 Convention Center Drive.

Jeffrey Handy is Co-Owner of Victory Tradeshow Management and creator of EXXXOTICA.  According to a press release issued on January 14th by his company, “You can catch a very special performance by the "QUEEN" of Comedy, the one and only SHIRLEY Q. LIQUOR, described by Rolling Stone Magazine as “a living taboo.

Keep reading to send one email to Jeffrey Handy and Victory Tradeshow Management, the Miami Beach Mayor’s Office and City Commission, Florida’s Congressional Black Caucus Members, the Miami Herald, Associated Press Miami Bureau, the Miami Times (Miami’s Black Newspaper), and the Florida State Conference of the NAACP.

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Just So We're Clear

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Apparently, it’s not exactly clear to some why taking on Charles Knipp has become so personal for me.


So I decided, after much thought, to post the photo that Charles Knipp, aka Shirley Q. Liquor,tactlessly posted on the homepage of his website last week.

Yes, that’s my face, no that’s not my body.  That body belongs to Annie Hawkins-Turner, better known as porn star Norma Stitz, get it…enormous tits.  And while, Ms. Hawkins-Turner made a name for herself with her extremely large natural breasts, 120XXX-50-60 to be exact, I make mine from my work in politics, journalism, and social justice activism. 

Knipp’s had to know that when he posted that photo that eventually it would be reposted, saved on hard drives, and eventually forwarded to me by someone who wanted me to know what he had done.  Mission accomplished.   And before you email to say, “well aren’t you making it worse by reposting it?”  Consider the fact that this photo has already been forwarded to me several times over.  So, it’s already out there.

Sure, people who know me know that I don’t look like that.  But what about those that don’t know me?  Those people that I come into contact with while out shopping or at the bank.  What about months or years down the line when a possible future employer does a background check or Internet search and sees this photo and not knowing that isn’t me, passes on hiring me?  What about the fact, that of all of the bodies that he could choose to tact my face on, he chooses the 1999 Guinness Book of World Records titleholder for the largest natural breasts? 

I am a journalist.  I am not just a blogger.  I work in the real world and not just the virtual one.  I have the right to report on and comment on whatever I so choose to without the fear of someone superimposing my face onto the body of a porn star and posting it on their website.  And that’s what this is really all about.  Defamation of character with malicious intent.

This is about a man, a white man, a white gay man, who dresses up in drag and blackface for other white people, mostly gay, and mimics Black women.  This is about the fact that there was a campaign launched against him in 2007 that cost him money with canceled shows.  This is about the fact that someone took the time to report on his racist blackface minstrel act and he didn’t like it.

Well you know what?  There are a lot of things that I don’t like.  I don’t like the institutional racism that continues to exist from the top down (no pun intended) in gay America’s leadership.  I don’t like the hypocrisy of white gays who claim not to be racist but sell out Charles Knipp’s shows.  I don’t like the fact that because of my sexual orientation I am a part of gay America, especially in times like this.  Hell, I don’t like Charles Knipp.  But that doesn’t give me the right to take his face and put it on the body of porn star and post it on my website for the world to see.  That would be hitting below the belt and frankly shows a sign of weakness. 

If Knipp is such a bad ass, why post my photo on a porn star? All he ever had to do was just name the date time and place to debate me one on one about his racist and derogatory show.  I mean after all, the man obviously has no problem dressing up and imitating a Black woman, he should have no problem debating one.

But instead, he choose to show his true colors.  And in the long run, that might just be his undoing.  Only time will tell…well time, an attorney, and a courtroom.

Black people are constantly under attack in this country, and that includes Black women.  Don’t let the Senator from Illinois and his continued rise to the Presidency fool you into thinking that America doesn’t still have race issues, and very serious ones.  With every show Knipp does as his alter ego Shirley Q. Liquor, he continues to perpetuate the worse stereotypes of Black women.  And remember, Knipp wouldn’t be raking in $90k a year unless he didn’t have his audience of “gay men, rednecks, and their moms.” 

So this fight is as much about preserving the dignity of Black women as it is a challenge to white gay America to clean up their own backyard. 

Will all of this give him more publicity?  Probably and so what.  Him getting publicity is not as important as putting an end to a circuit of blackface minstrel shows that portray Black women as being promiscuous, uneducated, and on welfare.  For me, that’s the bigger picture.  Preserving the dignity of Black women.  If you can’t or won’t get down with that, then maybe you shouldn’t be on my site in the first place.

Peace-

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Black Women Deserve Better...
Black People Deserve Better

Is this the future of Black women?  White, gay, male, and in blackface?



All this time I thought that, the reason for gay America’s refusal to focus on any other civil rights issue but gay marriage was because of their privilege.  But today, it’s clear to me that race and poverty aren’t of any real relevance to their movement because they're too busy laughing at it.

I may not be supporting Senator Hillary Clinton for President, but there’s one thing I wholeheartedly agree with the Senator on, this is very personal for me.

That was the answer Senator Clinton gave to New Hampshire voter Marianne Pernold Young’s question, how do you do it?”

It's not easy, and I couldn't do it if I didn't passionately believe it was the right thing to do," Clinton said.  "You know, this is very personal for me.  It's not just political.  It's not just public.  I see what's happening, and we have to reverse it.”

My sentiments exactly regarding Charles Knipp, this is very personal for me.

You can call me a bitch, you can call me a hoe, you can even call me a nigger, I’ve been called worse.  You can publish my number on the Internet and have me barraged with death threats, I can handle that.

I can even handle you superimposing my face onto the body of porn star Norma Stitz, and then posting it to the homepage of your website.  Bring it!

However, I draw the line at this notion that in 2008 it is ok for a white man, gay or straight, to make $90k a year to dress up in blackface for white gay men, rednecks, and their moms, and degrade Black women.

Liquor_ I draw the line with gay America when they can persecute a Black actor for his perceived homophobia and then support a self-described forty-five-year-old, fat, gay white man and his alter ego character Shirley Q. Liquor, “a welfare mother with nineteen kids who guzzles malt liquor, and drives a Caddy.”

And just like there are Blacks that embarrass me, as a Black lesbian woman, there are gays that do the same.

Knipp doesn’t make his living at the Apollo Theater in Harlem, New York.  You won’t see him on BET’s Comicview.  It’s not African-Americans that sell out his shows from city to city.  It’s white gay America that keeps Shirley Q. Liquor alive. 

From nightclubs to pride celebrations, Knipp is still around because the gay community continues to take pleasure in the degradation of the Black female, further proving that race is still an issue in America.

Let’s be real about this.  Shirley Q. Liquor is a Black welfare mother with nineteen kids (Cheeto, Orangello, Chlamydia, and Kmartina...) who guzzles malt liquor, drives a Caddy, and speaks Ebonics. 

Knipp likes to justify his routine by saying that his character is a tribute to the good Southern women he grew up around. 

I’m going to address the obvious first, Black women do not name their kids after venereal diseases.

And while on the surface you might be tempted to laugh at Knipp while in his afro and blackface makeup, for many Black Americans poverty is reality and not entertainment. 

"Baby, we was extremely povertied this week.  My check had not came on time. Oooh, we was stretchin' it, honey.  I aks them to keep my power on. I said, 'A woman have got to have some fans runnin' down here in this heat.' "

From living in the projects to spending an entire day in the County office just to find out why a check didn’t come, is a chapter in the story of some Black woman’s life. 

On the fifth day of Kwanzaa, my check came in the mail/AFDC!/Thank you, lawd!/Come on, kids/Let's go to the store/For some collard greens, ham hocks and cheese!"

Why is it that a Black woman would be on welfare in the first place?  Let’s start there.  What role did whites play in blocking the access of Blacks to the same higher education that Knipp took advantage of that earned him his nursing degree?  Think about that.

Think about the fact that Black women, since we were brought to America as slaves, have been forced to endure every form of racism and sexism there is at the hands of whites.  And that no matter how straight and long our hair is or how light our skin, when we speak up for ourselves we’re labeled the angry Black bitch.  Or in my case, the angry Black lesbian bitch.

Consider the fact that generations of strong Black women before me, including those that gay America likes to quote in an effort to show how diverse they are, paved the way for us sistas today so that we would could have the same access that came so easy to those with white colored skin.  Some of those women died without ever seeing the fruits of their labor.  Some like my 87-year-old grandmother, are still living and pushing their children to go further in life than they did. 

Think about the Black women and men who were forced to go to work at the age of 12 to help support their families.  Never having had the opportunity to finish grade school and learn how to speak and write your English properly, today they depend on their grandchildren to fill out forms for them and read them their mail.  There is nothing funny about that.

For years, it was the Massuh we had to contend with and his penchant for darker skin.  Then it was the racist police officer, landlord, or boss.  Fast forward forty years and we’re nappy headed hoes and being found in shacks, raped, beaten and urinated on.  Our asses are being analyzed during tennis matches on live television for the world to see.  Misogynistic lyrics recited by Black men and financed by white, continue to portray Black women as sexual objects to the point where some of us are so confused that we’ve gladly taken on the roll.  And as if all of that wasn’t enough, we have to contend with a white man who gets his rocks off making a mockery of us and our ancestors.

Yes, this is very personal for me.

It’s personal when America has reduced thousands of Black families in New Orleans to living in trailers all the while the same city’s gay pride celebration, Southern Decadence, can shell out the dough to bring in Charles Knipp’s to perform his character Shirley Q. Liquor blocks from where they sleep.  So while New Orleans Blacks are living below the poverty line and in some cases still homeless, it’s all good with the gays.

I’d say that’s personal.

Paraphrasing Senator Clinton, it’s not easy, and I couldn’t fight this fight if I didn’t passionately believe it was the right thing to do.

This is very personal for me.  It's not just political.  It's not just public.  I see what's happening, and we have to stop it.

My people deserve better.  Black women deserve better.

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Monday, February 25, 2008

My Apology to Black Women for Gay America and Charles Knipp

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At this year’s State of the Black Union, Dick Gregory apologized to President Bill Clinton on behalf of Blacks for our role in allowing Clinton to believe that he was Black. 

In that same spirit, I feel compelled to apologize to Black women on behalf of gay America for Charles Knipp.  Knipp’s latest cry for help involved superimposing my head on some other Black woman’s naked body and then tactlessly posting it on his website for my continuing to expose his constant mockery of the Black woman.

To Charles Knipp, I apologize on behalf of gays for allowing you to think that you're one of the Black women that you unsuccessfully try to emulate. 

Charles Knipp is a self-described forty-five-year-old, fat, gay white man who believes he's on a mission from God.  A mission that involves mimicking Black women as his alter ego character Shirley Q. Liquor.  Knipp describes Liquor as being “a welfare mother with nineteen kids who guzzles malt liquor, and drives a Caddy.”  The character is favorite among his core audience whom Knipp describes as being “gay men, their moms, and rednecks.”

And while Isaiah Washington was unable to escape the wrath of gay America, Charles Knipp’s blackface minstrel show continues to be rewarded by gay Americans to the tune of $90k annually

Imus may have called Black women "nappy-headed ho's," but it’s Knipp who routinely tries to bring that image to life onstage as Shirley Q. Liquor when she tries to recollect the names of her "chirrun" with his skit "Who Is My Baby Daddy?  Cheeto, Orangello, Chlamydia, and Kmartina...”

I blame gay America, from the political leaders to the club owners, for turning a blind eye to Knipp’s blatantly racist routines that in his words are performed mostly for “gay men, their moms and rednecks.”  We are the reason that his racist act continues to go nearly undetected on the race radar.

And no matter how I feel about gay America, in particular white gay America, as a lesbian, a Black lesbian, by virtue of my sexual orientation, I am reluctantly tied to you as much as you are tied to me.

So I am just as much to blame for failing to help you understand that just because you usurp the Black Civil Rights Movement’s strategies and language and proudly display photos of your leaders with late civil rights icons on your websites that doesn’t mean that there aren’t still very serious race issues still at play in gay America. 

I should have told you that Black women continue to remain under attack in this country.  And that it doesn’t matter what our standing in corporate America, the White House, the media, who we’re married to, what our sexual orientation is, how straight and long our hair is, or how light our skin, we are still Black and we are still under attack.  Hear me.

I should have sat your leaders down and explained that it is not okay for any white man, straight or gay, to perform in blackface and mock African-American names and holidays.  I should have made you understand that many of the same gay nightclubs that book Knipp are owned by the same people that donate money to many of your gay civil rights groups.  I should have connected the dots for you.  My bad.

It was I who forgot to explain that while RuPaul is African-American, he’s as disconnected from Black America as Ward Connerly.  So when he defends Knipp’s act, it should be taken with a grain of salt.

I should have introduced you to  Angela Davis, bell hooks, June Jordan, Audre Lorde, Sojourner Truth, Alice Walker, Ida Wells-Barnett, and the plight of the Black woman.  Then maybe you’d understand why Charles Knipp’s act is so offensive to me as a Black woman.  Then maybe you’d care.

Please forgive my shortsightedness.  It won’t happen again. 

Blacks are so often referred to as being the conscience of America.  I want you to know that from this day forward, gay America can count on this Black lesbian to be its conscience when it comes to your involuntary and voluntary racist ways.

As for Charles Knipp, some would say that you need therapy.  But I say forget therapy, I’m going to tell you this for free. 

I’m sorry that you weren’t born one of the Black women that you so love to impersonate.  I know how beautiful we are and how unfair it is that we are blessed with what your race often has to go out and pay for.  But I say to you, love the skin you’re in.  Most people in your situation settle for surrounding themselves with Black friends, marrying someone Black, moving into a Black neighborhood, listening to hip hop, watching BET, eating Soul Food, and voting for Barack Obama.  Why don’t you give it try and leave the act of being Black to those of us who are?  We have enough confused Black folks out there without having to take on a confused forty-five-year-old, fat, gay white man who thinks he’s Black.

Woman to Woman: An Open Letter to Charles Knipp also known as Shirley Q. Liquor and His Defender RuPaul

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Hello, may I speak to Charles and RuPaul,
This is Jasmyne
You know who I am
The reason I am writing you is because I was going through my email one morning
And I just happened to find an email with your name in it
So woman to woman
I don`t think it`s being anymore than fair
To write you and let you know
Where I`m coming from…

One of the golden rules of debating is to attack the idea and not the person.  This is something that you obviously have not mastered with your latest stunt of superimposing my head on some other woman’s naked body and then tactlessly posting it on your website.

And while I had apprehensions about publicizing your latest attack on Black women, I felt that it was very necessary for people to know that you are not above anything when it comes to mocking and making fun of Black women.

Obviously it’s not me, it’s my head, but that is somebody else’s real body.  It’s degrading and quite frankly embarrassing for the both of us, whoever she is.

But you know, I’m not surprised.  This is the kind of person you are.

A man who out of one side of his mouth tells the media that you love you some Black people and was raised by a Black woman and you have nothing but the utmost respect for us, all the while you make a living by degrading us and our race.  And this couldn’t be more evident just by taking one look at your website.

Now I don`t know how you`re gonna take this
But whether you be cool or come out of a bag on me
You see it doesn`t really make any difference
But it`s only fair that I let you know
That the race you degrade and ridicule everyday
Is mine…

Now see, I could have called you a piece of poor white redneck trailer park trash or RuPaul a tired has been who is confused about which race he belongs too, but I didn’t.  I attacked the idea and not the person.

But you have a history of playing dirty.  I remember last year when we successfully got a few of your shows canceled, how you had my number posted on the Internet and your faithful followers called and verbally attacked me with racist rants and death threats.  And just like I wasn’t worried then, cause’ quite frankly, you and I both know your folks ain’t coming down to the hood, I’m not worried now.

From the top of my head
To the bottom of my feet
The bed I sleep in
And every piece of food I eat
The race you're in love with
is mine not yours.

You see, we make it possible
The clothes on your back
Ha ha, we buy them
The car you drive
We pay the note every month

Yes, it’s so true Charles.  As reported by Rolling Stone Magazine, you make your living, and a good living at that, from the degradation of Black women.  We pay for all that you have and it’s time that we shut your Shirley Q. Liquor act down permanently.

Charles, you told Rolling Stone Magazine that you routinely sell out venues in the South, and that your Shirley Q. Liquor character is a huge draw at the annual "Gay Mardi Gras" in New Orleans.  In the same article, you said that your core audience is "gay men, their moms and rednecks," your words not mine.

Rest assured Charles that wherever you are booked to perform your racist Shirley Q. Liquor act, we’ll be right there.  And public venues that choose to book you regardless of your act, will be boycotted and exposed for hiring acts that are racist towards Black people.

It’s not personal, it’s business baby.

So I`m telling you these things
To let you know how much I love being a Black woman
And woman to woman
I think you`ll understand
How much I`ll do to protect my people
Woman to woman
If you`ve ever been in love
Then you know how I feel
And woman to woman
Now, if you were in my shoes
Wouldn`t you do the same thing too

RuPaul, you went on a gay radio show and defended Charles' act last year saying, “I love it.  People really need to take a chill pill and people really aren’t sophisticated enough to know that when a person is coming from a place of love as opposed to coming from a place of hate.  Shirley Q. Liquor is so clearly coming from a place of love.”

Are you still willing to defend him after this latest attack?

Because clearly that photo isn’t a photo out of love nor are the others that are currently posted on Charles’ website including the photo of Barack Obama smoking a cigarette superimposed on the head of a religious figure with the Illinois senator telling a follower to "Go, sell what you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come follow Me." 

I`m talking to you
Woman to woman
You should be woman enough to understand
My people, I love my people

One day Charles I hope you’ll consider coming out from behind the sheets of your website and meet me one on one.  You don’t have to be scared.  I mean if you have the balls to put my face on a naked body and post it on the worldwide web, then you should have no problem debating me in person.  After all, you love you some Black women, don’t you?  And you know the golden rule about writing checks your ass can't cash, right?

Don’t be scared.

And RuPaul, you're included in this too.  Feeling frogish?

Until then, I’ll be waiting…woman to woman.

Jasmyne


KEEP READING TO SEE MORE ON THE HISTORY OF CHARLES KNIPP'S RACIST ACT

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Monday, December 10, 2007

Shirley Q. Liquor Update:
RuPaul on Shirley Q. Liquor:
"People really need to take a chill pill..."

It’s time to check back in our favorite white gay drag queen Charles Knipps a.k.a. Shirley Q. Liquor, who is still dressing up in blackface and mocking African-American women to the delight of white gays all across America.

Well if that isn’t bad enough already, check out what RuPaul, an ardent supporter of Knipps, had to say in a radio interview.

Ru2 Oh and by the way, RuPaul is Black…at least on the outside.

On the controversy surrounding Shirley Q. Liquor…

I love it.  People really need to take a chill pill and people really aren’t sophisticated enough to know that when a person is coming from a place of love as opposed to coming from a place of of hate.  Shirley Q. Liquor is so clearly coming from a place of love.”

On How Black Shirley Q. Liquor Sounds…

When you hear the detail of how she does the voice you couldn’t do that kind of detail without…

Then the radio shoes host interjects, “sucking a lot of Black cock.”

RuPaul continues…

Right, either that or studying Black so much…

On How Hateful the White Gay Men Get Towards Blacks During Shirley Q. Liquors Act…

Well but you know that’s that’s that’s really none of her business you know um.  Telling people you can’t say the n-word.  Well that makes me want to say the n-word.  In fact on one of the songs in on my soundtrack to Starbooty, the lyric is just nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga.  The only lyric in the song is nigga.

This is followed by laughter from both RuPaul and the hosts of the show.

Listen to the interview for yourself below.






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Monday, May 21, 2007

Shirley Q. Liquor Update:
The Rolling Stone Interview


"Wealthy white people are starting to hire me for private parties, where I play the raisin in a bowl of oatmeal.  From the way they interact with me, I can see that my being there as Shirley makes them feel it's acceptable to openly mock black people in a way they otherwise would not, and that does cause me to have second thoughts. If what I'm doing is truly hurtful, then I need to stop."----Charles Knipp a.k.a. Shirley Q. Liquor

Well it’s finally here.  The Rolling Stone interview Charles Knipp a.k.a. Shirley Q. Liquor kept name dropping.

To recap for my newer readers, Charles Knipp is a white man who performs racially offensive material in drag and blackface.  He describes his character Shirley Q. Liquor as an “inarticulate black welfare mother with 19 children.”  While in blackface as Liquor, Knipp speaks in Ebonics and makes comments like “axe your mamma how she durrin” and misuses words like “ignunt.” 

Knipp mocks the Black American holiday Kwanzaa and uses black faces to make fun of stereotypical Black names in a music video entitled, “Who Is My Baby’s Daddy.”

We targeted Knipp recently and with the help of the Black Press successfully got shows cancelled in Los Angeles, California New Orleans, Louisianna, and Hartford, Connecticut among other places sparking a national campaign. Much to the chagrin of Knipp and his faithful followers, who include Black drag performer RuPaul, they quickly launched their own counter protest that included death threats and crank calls.

But it gets worse, Knipp is also gay.  His largest fan base is that of white gays who for the most part saw nothing wrong with his act.  After much pressure from Blacks, the gay media group GLAAD finally came out and took a postion against Knipp and his racist act after it was pointed out that they could not in good faith call for Black actor Isaiah Washington to be fired for allegedly calling a colleague a "faggot" and say nothing about one of their own mocking African-Americans.

Throughout the entire campaign, Charles Knipp maintained that his performance was eing used a way to deal with sensitive race issues that needed healing through laughter.  Yeah right, spare me.

How Bad Is It?

“My 1972 Cadillac busted down this afternoon on the way home from WalMark. We was stuck at a redlight download and it was a man in a turquaz Excalade behind me steady honking. I try and try to start that motor but it be DEAD. That man kept on honkin.”

“Finally, Watusi jumped out the car and went back and told that man "let's trade places... why don't you come up and help start the damn car, and I will sit back here and honk at yo dumb ass.”

The Interview

Below is an excerpt from the interview done by David Holthouse for Rolling Stone Magazine on newsstands until June 1st.

Backstage at a gay bar in downtown Montgomery, Alabama, on the same block as the fountain square where slaves were sold, sits America's most appalling comedian. He's a fat, gay forty-five-year-old white man, a part-time nurse, who lives alone with two cats and who believes he's on a mission from God. Once a month, Chuck Knipp (pronounced with a hard K, like "Knievel") transforms himself into a living taboo. First, he puts on a giant housedress and a pink, curly wig. Then he smears his doughy face and neck with chocolate-brown foundation, rainbow-hued eye shadow and garish red lipstick. When he's finished, staring back at Knipp from the mirror is the blackface mask of a modern-day minstrel, and the character known to Knipp's legions of cult followers as Shirley Q. Liquor, a welfare mother with nineteen kids who guzzles malt liquor, drives a Caddy and says in an "ignunt" Gulf Coast black dialect, "I'm gonna burn me up some chitlins and put some ketchup on there and aks Jesus to forgive my sins." Shirley also shops at "Kmark," eats "Egg McMuffmans," visits her "gynechiatrist" and just loves "homosexicals."

"She's a lady who doesn't give a damn," Knipp says. "She just raises her kids and watches her stories and hangs out with her best friend, Watusi."
Outside the nightclub, a score of protesters, both black and white, line the sidewalk across the street from the Rosa Parks Museum, waving signs that declare NO MINSTREL SHOWS! and BLACKFACE ISN'T FUNNY!

Inside, a full house of mostly gay white men erupts in laughter as Shirley struggles to remember the names of her "chirrun," in one of Knipp's most popular routines, "Who Is My Baby Daddy?" (They include Cheeto, Orangello and Kmartina.) Later, Shirley warbles "The Twelve Days of Kwanzaa" to the tune of "The Twelve Days of Christmas": "On the fifth day of Kwanzaa, my check came in the mail/AFDC!/Thank you, lawd!/Come on, kids/Let's go to the store/For some collard greens, ham hocks and cheese!"

With such material, it's no wonder Knipp is vilified, or that angry protesters are a fixture outside his shows. But not all his routines are so crass. In her own bug-eyed fashion, Shirley Q. invites audiences to empathize with a poverty-stricken black single mother's daily struggles with police who arrest her for "driving while black," clerks who wrongly accuse her of shoplifting and coldhearted bureaucrats who shut off her electricity.

"Baby, we was extremely povertied this week," Shirley Q. announces. "My check had not came on time. Oooh, we was stretchin' it, honey. I aks them to keep my power on. I said, 'A woman have got to have some fans runnin' down here in this heat.' "
Backstage at a gay bar in downtown Montgomery, Alabama, on the same block as the fountain square where slaves were sold, sits America's most appalling comedian. He's a fat, gay forty-five-year-old white man, a part-time nurse, who lives alone with two cats and who believes he's on a mission from God. Once a month, Chuck Knipp (pronounced with a hard K, like "Knievel") transforms himself into a living taboo. First, he puts on a giant housedress and a pink, curly wig. Then he smears his doughy face and neck with chocolate-brown foundation, rainbow-hued eye shadow and garish red lipstick. When he's finished, staring back at Knipp from the mirror is the blackface mask of a modern-day minstrel, and the character known to Knipp's legions of cult followers as Shirley Q. Liquor, a welfare mother with nineteen kids who guzzles malt liquor, drives a Caddy and says in an "ignunt" Gulf Coast black dialect, "I'm gonna burn me up some chitlins and put some ketchup on there and aks Jesus to forgive my sins." Shirley also shops at "Kmark," eats "Egg McMuffmans," visits her "gynechiatrist" and just loves "homosexicals."

Knipp's act has emerged from the dive bars and semi-underground gay clubs in the South, and he has he rapidly developed a second-tier celebrity cachet. Shirley Q. routines are now popular not only at burlesque drag revues but also at frat parties, and house-music DJs from Atlanta to San Francisco mix Shirley Q. samples into their late-night sets. The cast members of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy repeatedly dropped Shirley Q.'s catchphrase greeting, "How you durrin?" into the show, and they hired Knipp to perform at their wrap party last June. Shirley Q. Liquor versions of historic Southern college fight songs are ubiquitous on campuses like the Universities of Mississippi and Alabama. Last fall, at a University of Arkansas home basketball game, fans spontaneously burst into Shirley Q.'s campy take on the school's eighty-year-old sports anthem: "A-R-K-A-N-S-A-S/Jump around/Up and down/Shake your booty/ We got to holler for these mens."

Black activists and intellectuals have responded to Knipp's rising popularity by organizing a nationwide boycott and by hoisting Knipp up alongside Don Imus as a prime example of cruel racism masquerading as humor. But Knipp goes beyond just calling black women "nappy-headed ho's": He blackens his face and plays one onstage, or, increasingly, at private events for Deep South socialites and celebrities.

In 2005, the actress Sela Ward hired Knipp to perform at a fiftieth-birthday party she threw in New Orleans for her husband. And last year, country-music star Ronnie Dunn arranged to have Shirley Q. waiting on the tour bus after a Brooks and Dunn concert in Atlanta to surprise Dunn's wife on her birthday. "Mrs. Dunn is a big fan of mine," Knipp says. "Oooh, lawdy, we had ourselves a time."

Knipp occasionally shifts into character during interviews, especially when he gets nervous. And he gets nervous talking about hiring himself out for private events for rich people because, while he likes to defend his act by claiming that laughter is the best medicine for racial ills, he knows, deep down, that any redeeming social value in his comedy depends entirely on the intentions of his audience, and whether they're laughing with Shirley or at her.

"Wealthy white people are starting to hire me for private parties, where I play the raisin in a bowl of oatmeal," he says. "From the way they interact with me, I can see that my being there as Shirley makes them feel it's acceptable to openly mock black people in a way they otherwise would not, and that does cause me to have second thoughts. If what I'm doing is truly hurtful, then I need to stop."

Vocal critics of Knipp who are demanding he do just that -- stop -- all point to the similarities between his act and nineteenth-century minstrel shows. There may be comparison points, though not necessarily the ones Knipp's detractors imagine. Though blackface minstrelsy is today seen as an example of America's regrettable racist past, shelved in history between Klan lynchings and Jim Crow laws, minstrel shows were not purely racist. Like Knipp's routines, they veered wildly from celebratory imitation to vicious ridicule.

For his part, Knipp argues there is no difference between his donning blackface and Dave Chappelle putting on whiteface to make fun of uptight white folks, or Eddie Murphy portraying a stereotypical fat, loud, black woman in Norbit.

But there's no denying that controversy over blackface has been resurging for some time, driven by a series of ill-advised fraternity parties at Southern universities. In 2001, Auburn frat brothers wore blackface and KKK robes to a party where they simulated a lynching. And this past January, similar incidents occurred at colleges throughout the South -- some Clemson students in South Carolina hosted a "gangsta" malt-liquor-and-blackface party over the Martin Luther King Jr. holiday weekend.

Many of the students who sing Shirley's songs may not realize a blackface performer recorded them. A lot of Knipp's casual fans outside gay culture mistakenly assume that Shirley Q. Liquor really is a black woman eagerly offering her "ignunt-ass" opinions. What that says about modern-day racism in the South, Knipp would rather not care to speculate. While Shirley is coarse and boisterous, Knipp when he's playing himself is delicately mannered and reluctant to reflect upon the implications of Shirley's rising popularity or the corresponding uproar.

"Gosh, you know, if I have to explain to people what my show is about at its deepest levels, it kind of takes the fun out of it," he says. "I do see that Shirley Q. Liquor unleashes a lot of important emotions and issues around race, but I'll be damned if I can get a grasp on it. I wish God would clue me in on where I am supposed to go with her."

Knipp routinely sells out small venues in the South, and Shirley Q. is a huge draw at Southern Decadence, the annual "Gay Mardi Gras" bacchanalia in New Orleans. "My core audience is gay men, their moms and rednecks," he says.

He is paid between $4,000 and $7,000 per gig, depending on how far he must travel from Lexington, Kentucky, where he moved after Hurricane Katrina destroyed his beachfront apartment in Mississippi. Knipp's cat Rebel miraculously survived.

Despite his appearance fees and Shirley Q. merchandise sales, Knipp claims his annual take is "about on par" with the money he made as a traveling registered nurse, around $70,000 to $90,000 a year.

At some of Knipp's shows, he provides his own warm-up act by portraying Betty Butterfield, a pill-addled Southern white lady who discusses her never-ending quest to find the religion that's just right for her, and the travails of life with her abusive, double-amputee, Vietnam-vet husband, Jerry. However, Betty doesn't have the same crossover appeal, and Knipp owes his success, and the corresponding firestorm, to Miss Liquor.

Raised a Presbyterian, Knipp is now an ordained Quaker deacon. Critics who assume he's a hateful racist might be surprised to learn that Knipp is one of only a handful of chaplains in the South willing to preside over same-sex marriages. "Most of my clients are black lesbians in the Mississippi Delta who can't find a church to give them an official ceremony, so we go to a beach or park, and I'm happy to do it for them."

If there's a contradiction in marrying black lesbians by day, then performing racial comedy in blackface by night, Knipp's blind to it. In fact, he feels that on both accounts he's doing God's work.

"There are so many pent-up things that black people want to say to white people and vice versa, but we're all scared to death of offending each other," he says. "I think God's plan for me is to get right in the middle of all the tension and just make them laugh and say, 'Oh, my God, I've thought that, but nobody's ever said it out loud.' There's gotta be some healing that comes from that. And I truly think that's why God put me here: to be a healer."

That," says lecia brooks, "is bullshit. You're going to heal racial wounds by ridiculing poor black women and calling it God's will? What arrogance!" Brooks, the education director of the Civil Rights Memorial Center in Montgomery, helped organize the protest against Knipp's Montgomery show.

"I was incensed to see all these white folks nonchalantly giggling at a white man in blackface drag," says Brooks, who is black and a lesbian. "It's amazing to me that even the rampant homophobia in the South doesn't put a dent in the sense of racial privilege presumed by the white gay men who patronize this clear example of racism and misogyny disguised as entertainment."

Like most of the protesters at Knipp's performances, Brooks admits she's never actually seen Knipp do his thing. But she's never been to a Klan cross-burning either, and she's still pretty sure she's not down with the Klan: "I don't need to see his show because I have lived it. I have witnessed every vile, demeaning, dehumanizing stereotype he draws upon to create his caricature. Blackface is not acceptable, period."