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Let's have a serious discussion about cultural appropriation. As I understand it, CA is when members of one cultural group take such a liking to something that originates in a foreign culture, that they embrace it and try to make it their own. This is a natural, unavoidable process, since culture is such a fluid thing, and is composed, at its deepest level, of communication. Any given culture at any given time is likely to be lacking in something, and it seems to me they could just as soon borrow something to fill the hole from some other culture that doesn't have the same lack, rather than beginning the slow process of evolving a purely indigenous solution.
But cultural appropriation can often be controversial. Even though the originator culture doesn't physically 'lose' anything when a meme of theirs is 'borrowed' (or 'stolen', depending whom you ask), I often have seen expressed by originator cultures a very real sense of having been ripped off by the appropriators.
I recently read the lyrics to 'Funky Days are Back Again' by Cornershop for the first time, although I've heard this song more times than I can count. It turns out this song is a sardonic reaction by an Indian Brit to the revived popularity of Indian cultural items in Britain last decade, just as it was back in the hippie days.
I'm American, not British, but after reading these lyrics, I felt ashamed of my Bhangra and Asian Underground (mostly sitar- and tabla-tinged drum 'n bass). I felt ashamed of the statue of Ganesh on my bookshelf. I felt foolish for having gone to India for my honeymoon. And I even felt like throwing away my Indian cookbook. 'Okay Cornershop, heh, ya got me. I think the Indian aesthetic kicks some major ass.' Their song was aimed at whiteboys like me.
But why would it offend somebody from another culture if I prefer a few things from their culture as much as, if not more than, the corresponding ones from my own? One would think they'd be delighted to share a bit of their traditions. They'd certainly prefer that to a steady stream of racist mockery, no?
I'd like to think I'm better than that. After all, I'm still a big fan of Indian music, even after it's not in vogue in the West anymore. I even own albums that would get me laughed at by the cool kids when that sound WAS in vogue -- I'm thinking primarily of Bollywood soundtracks. Working in healthcare I meet a lot of Indian people, and I regard and interact with them as normal people, not just sources of cool music and tasty meals. Though naturally, knowing bits of their popular culture does make a good icebreaker! Some are people I like and get along with, some not, just like everyone.
Moreover, I'm perfectly secure in my identity as a White American. I don't wish I were Indian or seek to become Indian, if that were possible. I realize that being Indian involves a whole different approach to human relations (esp. family relations) than I was raised with, and which I WOULDN'T TRADE FOR. I just happen to like their music, food, visual art, and some of their philosophy. Why is that shameful?
I've noticed that some more humorless Asian-Americans are fond of lamenting about how White Americans 'just don't understand' the large amount of social pressure and interpersonal pain that is an integral part of being a member of a traditional Asian family or enclave. Is the enjoyment of one of these cultures' aesthetic works something one has to earn by growing up with the less pleasant aspects of the culture? Am I not entitled to their sweets, because I have not tasted of their bitters?
For an example closer to home here on BL, witness the vitriol spilled in the thread a few months ago about dreadlocks, I believe it was in Second Opinion. It amazed me how many people had very strong opinions about who had (and didn't have) the right to sport dreadlocks, and what the hairstyle signified.
In short, what I'm asking is this: If cultural appropriation is inevitable, how can it be done in a way that only respects, and never belittles, mocks, or fetishizes, the original inventors? I'm not talking about pleasing everyone -- as long as a sincere attempt has been made on my part to do it respectfully, what an insecure person thinks of me is his own problem, not mine.
But nor do I feel like getting beat up or ostracized.
But cultural appropriation can often be controversial. Even though the originator culture doesn't physically 'lose' anything when a meme of theirs is 'borrowed' (or 'stolen', depending whom you ask), I often have seen expressed by originator cultures a very real sense of having been ripped off by the appropriators.
I recently read the lyrics to 'Funky Days are Back Again' by Cornershop for the first time, although I've heard this song more times than I can count. It turns out this song is a sardonic reaction by an Indian Brit to the revived popularity of Indian cultural items in Britain last decade, just as it was back in the hippie days.
I'm American, not British, but after reading these lyrics, I felt ashamed of my Bhangra and Asian Underground (mostly sitar- and tabla-tinged drum 'n bass). I felt ashamed of the statue of Ganesh on my bookshelf. I felt foolish for having gone to India for my honeymoon. And I even felt like throwing away my Indian cookbook. 'Okay Cornershop, heh, ya got me. I think the Indian aesthetic kicks some major ass.' Their song was aimed at whiteboys like me.
But why would it offend somebody from another culture if I prefer a few things from their culture as much as, if not more than, the corresponding ones from my own? One would think they'd be delighted to share a bit of their traditions. They'd certainly prefer that to a steady stream of racist mockery, no?
I'd like to think I'm better than that. After all, I'm still a big fan of Indian music, even after it's not in vogue in the West anymore. I even own albums that would get me laughed at by the cool kids when that sound WAS in vogue -- I'm thinking primarily of Bollywood soundtracks. Working in healthcare I meet a lot of Indian people, and I regard and interact with them as normal people, not just sources of cool music and tasty meals. Though naturally, knowing bits of their popular culture does make a good icebreaker! Some are people I like and get along with, some not, just like everyone.
Moreover, I'm perfectly secure in my identity as a White American. I don't wish I were Indian or seek to become Indian, if that were possible. I realize that being Indian involves a whole different approach to human relations (esp. family relations) than I was raised with, and which I WOULDN'T TRADE FOR. I just happen to like their music, food, visual art, and some of their philosophy. Why is that shameful?
I've noticed that some more humorless Asian-Americans are fond of lamenting about how White Americans 'just don't understand' the large amount of social pressure and interpersonal pain that is an integral part of being a member of a traditional Asian family or enclave. Is the enjoyment of one of these cultures' aesthetic works something one has to earn by growing up with the less pleasant aspects of the culture? Am I not entitled to their sweets, because I have not tasted of their bitters?
For an example closer to home here on BL, witness the vitriol spilled in the thread a few months ago about dreadlocks, I believe it was in Second Opinion. It amazed me how many people had very strong opinions about who had (and didn't have) the right to sport dreadlocks, and what the hairstyle signified.
In short, what I'm asking is this: If cultural appropriation is inevitable, how can it be done in a way that only respects, and never belittles, mocks, or fetishizes, the original inventors? I'm not talking about pleasing everyone -- as long as a sincere attempt has been made on my part to do it respectfully, what an insecure person thinks of me is his own problem, not mine.
But nor do I feel like getting beat up or ostracized.