
Are African American Families Responsible for "DL" Brotha's? (And inadvertantly contributing to the HIV infection rate in black women?)
At some point, and who dares suggest when, “sup!”, “baby daddy”, sagging pants, Escalades on 22’s, “bling” and hip – hop have all become synonymous with the African-American male, and as “flattering” as all of that may seem (and that’s usually depending upon who you are and where you come from) we have yet another affectation to add to our repertoire. Somewhere, neatly tucked between the mattress and box spring, and right next to the gun, probation papers and demo-tape; there a quite a few who will emphatically argue that you can also find membership to a society of African American men so secret that even their wives, girlfriends, friends and family members are clueless as it relates to their membership.
What type of club could possibly exist that is shrouded in such secrecy that it could very well destroy the lives of men and subsequently, the lives of those who love them? A gathering of men who have wives as well as mistresses? A fraternal order with an agenda of hate? A society of married men with secondary families? A portion of that may very well be true because some of these men are indeed married and lead double – lives, yet, for some reason there are just as many single men who have chosen a similar existence. If given the choice, however, many of these men would choose to die a horrible death rather than to be “found out”. What makes this secret paramount of all secrets, a secret so coveted that many men would rather admit to sleeping with his wife’s sister? This assemblage of men come together with one common goal – the desire to be intimate, loved, and or, touched by other men.
According to the latest CDC statistics, African-American women are twenty times more likely to contract HIV than white women, and while African Americans only account for thirteen percent of the U.S. population, what I find truly alarming is the fact that African Americans account for half of the U.S. HIV infections. So, while not disagreeing with those numbers - as I have complete confidence in the people who have devoted time into researching them, I am not as emphatic regarding the implication behind them.
How does one alter the HIV/AIDS epidemic within the African – American bisexual male without first, visiting the justification behind those bisexual men? As the current trend in pop-culture seems to have become laying blame for these numbers and their contribution to the breakdown of the African American family on the shoulders of the “DL brotha”, (while realistically, that breakdown began as early slavery) it is just as alarming that no one seems to be willing to call to task the African American family for their hand in creating the “DL brotha”.
“Faggot! Punk! Sissy! Gay! Funny!” Depending upon who you are and the context of your delivery, directing one of these terms at an African American male can either get you dismissed as a hater or just as easily, get you a quick beat down and as a kid growing up in a not so typical African American household, I reflect upon my own youth and entree’ into adulthood where, rare was the occasion that I recall a time when either of those words were directed toward someone as a term of “endearment”.
As mightily as I try, not once, do I remember witnessing someone walk up to a father and his thirteen year old son to offer, “Man, your little faggot has some serious speed; you should try to get him on the track team.” or, “Girl, I remember when I used to change his diapers, now look at him, he turned out to be a handsome lil’punk!” Words such as these foster and inspire self-loathing, self-hatred, embarrassment and ultimately, the desire for a child to distance himself from any, and all things gay or, “faggot-like”.
These derogatory comments and “observations” are often used in everyday conversation by fathers, brothers, uncles, mothers, and in some cases, even “granny” had a comment about the “bull-dagga” down the street, so what child struggling to understand his/or her own sexual identity dare reveal those feelings to the very same people who have all but told them that their sin is greater than that of a murderer on the “sin chart”? Reveal that you are gay or bisexual to the very same people who have inadvertently addressed you with repulsion? – I just don’t see inviting that type of misery into your own life. After bearing witness to many of the issues that we have as it relates to homosexuality, are we now doing a complete one hundred and eighty degree turn, by suddenly suggesting to the very same people who we’ve made to feel unneeded, unwanted and un-human, that they should now open up and be “real” with us? How dare we suggest, after a lifetime of boldly conveying our hatred for homosexuality, that someone is required to approach us with the revelation that, “I too, am a faggot!”
For as long as I’ve been old enough to understand my own observances, I’ve noticed that we, as African Americans, place an awful lot of value on what the people next door think, and while it is an absolute truth that we will band together when the “goin’ gets tough”, it’s hard to understand why so many of us abandon one another when it comes to sexuality? Why don’t we focus more on self and unconditional love?
In a lot of cases, the drug addicted family member that we hide our valuables from when he stops by for a visit is more welcomed into our homes and gets more respect than the sister whose only crime is that she’s in love with another sister. I’ve personally gone into homes where there were pictures on the walls and atop the television of the son who is serving a life-sentence in prison, and in some cases for murder while you’d have to search to find a photograph of the son who paid his own way through college, bought his own home, his own car and has never even received a parking ticket. We’re ashamed of him because he has a voice that is higher than we deem it should be, or dare I say, because his eyebrows are arched. Why? Because he chooses to love another man and even with all of his accomplishments, this man, the only college graduate in the family, is somehow, still an embarrassment.
Why are some so quick to point out the passages in the bible that single out homosexuality, but have no problem making room at the table for the uncle who brings his girlfriend to the family reunion while his wife is at home – again, homosexuality seems to be the “bigger” sin, while adultery is totally excused as it appears that the entire family participates in the cover up.
Is it acceptable for a man to worship Michael Jordan, lie to his brother, covet his neighbor’s wife, commit adultery, and steal from his job and get a pass as he breaks five of the Ten Commandments for nothing more than the fact that he breaks them as a heterosexual, while we literally search the bible for a passage that speaks of homosexuality in an effort to demonize the homosexual? People in general, have a tendency to pick which laws in the bible we choose to be governed by, which are usually the ones that apply to everyone else. So, while we negate the fact that we don’t live our lives according to the Gospel, we create a diversion so that we don’t have to deal with ourselves so – “How ‘bout them punks?”
At some point in our society, homosexuality has inched its way up the sin hierarchy to take its place as the ultimate sin and this writer just does not believe that it’s fair to the millions of same gender-lover people who work, love and lead productive lives to continue this destructive trend.
The black family, the black church and the black community as a whole has jumped on the “gays are evil” bandwagon and damaged our children to the point that when they become men, they forgo who they truly are in an effort to please society, but most importantly, to please those closest to them, and those people are usually friends and family members. There are more black men who marry and have children, yet lead the “DL” lifestyle because the black community dictates that they are supposed to be married, and not necessarily because they want to be, than most realize. Many gay or bisexual men live in cities far away from the realities of “home” because the reality is that it’s more acceptable to be who you are from afar because we don’t want to see it. Where are the statistics for the number of men and women who are HIV positive because they don’t love themselves enough to truly care about protecting themselves from a possibly deadly disease? Do we accept that many of those self esteem issues come from a lack of support at home?
Society dictates that as a black man by the time you are twenty-three, you are supposed to have at least three children with two baby mommas and at least one woman on the side – but it doesn’t have to be. We need to love ourselves and our children enough to ensure that they know that no matter what they are or who they become, family is a bond that nobody, no disease, and no orientation can break.
The African American male’s disappointment with his effeminate son is evident, whereas whether the white man likes his son’s choices or not, many are tolerant of it, and in a lot of cases the lover/boyfriend becomes a part of the family.
As African-Americans, we have to become more conscious of the affect that our personal beliefs have on the children within our communities, allowing our children to become who they are on their own, so while I believe that most of us understand that we have to love our child because of who she is, the epiphany comes when we understand that there may very well come a time when you have to love that child despite who she is.
Discuss.....
**(Photograph above is a model)





