*Note: This horrifying and tragic Dominican Republic story came to my attention because of white adult human females who identify as feminists. From t
*Note: This horrifying and tragic Dominican Republic story came to my attention because of white adult human females who identify as feminists. From the UK to be exact.
Meanwhile the men people keep insisting are the “most vulnerable women” continue to use derogatory and threatening language about Black women that would make a powdered wig wearing, plantation owning, colonist enslaver proud.
There is a dangerous silence that we’ve been taught to uphold.
They say:
Don’t name race—you’ll offend.
Don’t name sex—you’ll exclude.
Don’t name truth—you’ll disrupt the “unity.”
But let me tell you something…
The world already looks away.
They already look away when Black girls go missing.
When women cry out.
When little boys laugh and say a girl is “unrapeable.”
When prisoners break into a female prison—not to escape, but to rape those women and set them on fire.
That happened in the Dominican Republic.
Not 100 years ago. Now.
And it was barely whispered about.
Because the victims were women.
Because they were female.
🙅🏽♀️ We do not name things to annoy.
We name them to protect.
We name them to honor.
We name them to love ourselves out loud.
I am Black.
I am a woman.
I am a Black adult human female.
Say it plain.
Say it proud.
Say it without apology.
When you don’t name it, things don’t get better.
They get worse.
If you don’t name Black, we get erased from policy, history, and healing.
If you don’t name woman, we get redefined by those who have never bled like we bleed or for the reasons our blood has been spilled.
If you don’t name female, the very basis of our oppression becomes a taboo.
But the world still knows what we are when it wants to hurt us.
That’s when the definitions get real clear.
🩸 This is sex-based terror
It is:
Being raped in prison because your body is female.
Being forced into marriage as a child because your body is female.
Being denied education, dignity, or safety—because you are female.
It is still happening.
And the world dares to mock it, minimize it, laugh at it, or dress it up in theory.
💥 But here, we tell the truth.
And here’s the truth:
We are women.
We are Black.
We are adult human females.
And we are done being quiet.
What we name, we protect.
What we name, we claim.
So don’t expect us to stop.
We won’t.
Because we tell the truth in the hopes that it expands, brings awareness, multiplies….and changes for the better.
Our sincere condolences to the families as they mourn the loss of their loved ones.
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