In 1967 my father watched his mother die in his arms after a hospital in Vicksburg, Miss. refused to treat her after she suffered from a stroke. He was a high school teen and his mother was 42-years-old.
Before Wille Mae Brown died, my grandmother would stare out the window when it rained because she missed her deceased husband and often worried about how to rear her ten children with an eigth grade education. Years later, the stories of how she did it are no worth retelling.
To this day my father could care less for the state of Mississippi.
It is an understatement when I say that Mississippi is not safe for women folk then and now. And with the recent emergence of the Scott Sisters case, it seems as if nothing has changed. Black women have the political positioning of their ancestors who were enslaved. They are only expected to be fucked, breed babies and work for slave wages in labor-intensive jobs.
Ironically, Mississippi boasts the largest black population in the country, as well as, the poorest and one of the most obese. In regards to women, there is only one reproductive helath clinic, and the modest building continues to do little to dent the disproportionate ratio for doctor’s-to-patients.
And the health care services for black women are similar to triage centers in Baghdad. The rural areas are akin to living in the countryside of Uganda.
A friend of mine said her annual pap smear was one thrust short of a rape or a dry sympathy fuck. All of her doctors were foreign born who cared not to learn the local English Southern dialect or white males who were just removed from their plantation owning great-grand pappies with the same lust. All spent roughly 10 minutes with each woman, handling them like chattel.
My friend recalled that the procedure usually consisted of shoveling instruments in her vagina as the doctor asked the minimal questions just to satisfy the basic doctor’s obligations.
And have you heard of the Mississippi Appendectomy? It is a term used to name the horrible practice of eugenics in Mississippi. Women went to the clinic or hospital to get simple procedures done to their reproductive area and would wake up without wombs because they were given nonconsensual hysterectomies.
Nope, I am not bullshitting, it even happened to Civil Rights Activist Fannie Lou Hamer. She went in to the doctor’s office thinking she was going to get a simple procedure done and received a partial hysterectomy.
Sick and Tired is not the phrase for the Scott Sisters and their case.
After two life sentences and $11 later, the Scott Sisters Case
is beginning to gain momentum. I encourage all to read the case of the Scott Sisters, who have been separated from their children since 1993.
This modest blog does not allow me to fully recant the story like I would like, but I must point out a huge, troubling question I ask, “Where is Al Sharpton when you really need him?” After Tawana Brawley, black women are too much of a handful, hunh? Might cause split ends on the perm?
It seems like when it comes to women folk, he is silent. Like I said, women folk just ain’t safe around these parts.