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SHOGA BLOGS & ESSAYS
Shoga Blogs and First Person Essays are an eclectic mix of history, race, music, Black queer movies and more. On occasion, they're about Dr. Philipson's pet peeve of the day. We can't guarantee the topics, but we can guarantee that the writing is always top-notch!
In FIRST PERSON ESSAYS, Dr. Philipson writes about his personal thoughts and experiences.
SHOGA LENS focuses on films featuring queer Black characters used to be a rare phenomenon. Now they're everywhere, but we have a particular perspective that you won't find anywhere else.
PROFESSORIAL FORAYS


The Poisoned Patronage of Charlotte Osgood Mason
One of the weaknesses of the Harlem Renaissance was that its producers were frequently reliant on white money to give them the space to create their art. Only sixty years out of slavery and further handicapped by the ferocious repression of an expanding Jim Crow structure, the African American minority could hardly be faulted for its lack of wealth or the weakness of its cultural institutions. However, that did give whites who decided to take up Black causes or knowledge or h


How the Harlem Renaissance Label Marginalized Its Best Writers
Eric Warlond's Tropic Death, a masterpiece detailing the lives of Black laborers in the Caribbean and Panama. When civil rights activists incubated the upwelling of Black writing and creativity as a calling card for social equality in the 1920s, the “movement” originally bore the label of the Negro Renaissance. The Renaissance fizzled in the 1930s and was only resuscitated historically as a result of the African American awakening of the 60s and 70s engendered by the Civil Ri


Those Transgressive Blues
Paramount ad for Ma Rainey's lesbian anthem, "Prove It On Me Blues," 1928 Our story begins with a B side, specifically the B side of a 1925 record of a blues banjo player, Papa Charlie Jackson. The song was called “Shake That Thing” (nobody remembers the A side) and became a surprise hit, covered in that year and the next by eight different recording artists, including Ethel Waters. Waters’ star was rising, and her version, recorded for Paramount, bid fair to become the compa


Shoga: An Indigenous African Identity That Predates By Centuries the Laws That Criminalize It
The shoga of the East African coast, a man accepted as a member of women’s society, did not emerge from a vacuum nor from the imposition of outside influence. She was born from the long encounter between Bantu-speaking Africans and Muslim traders from the Arabian Peninsula. Unlike medieval Christianity, which not only condemned “Sodomites” but sought to prosecute and exterminate them, the posture of classical Islam was categorically different. Liwat [anal intercourse between


The Atlanta Compromises
Robert examines two parallel "Atlanta Compromises" — Booker T. Washington's famous 1895 bargain accepting segregation in exchange for economic opportunity, and the unspoken accommodationism of Southern Jews, who sought safety by assimilating as loyal Southerners and avoiding controversy. Through figures like Judah P. Benjamin and Leo Frank, he reveals how both communities navigated survival under hostile white power by silencing dissent.


How the Women of the Classic Blues Got the White Patriarchal Erasure
In 1920, Perry Bradford, a Black composer and publisher, had the crazy idea that African Americans would buy music recorded by Black artists and musicians. He convinced Okeh Records to shellac a vaudeville and cabaret singer from Harlem named Mamie Smith backed by Black jazz musicians. “Crazy Blues” proved to be a smash hit. Within two months of release, it had sold 75,000 copies. Record company executives (all white) woke up. There was a market here! Money to be made! And so
FIRST PERSON ESSAYS


On Being a Patron
Samuel with his Peace Corps employers Three weeks into his service for me and my fellow Peace Corps Volunteer David A., and serving as a cook and house-cleaner in a bush town of the Central African Republic where we were teaching at the local high school, my servant Jacques asked for a 1,000 CFA advance (roughly $4 American) on his monthly salary of $26 to pay for his children’s school fees. I gave him the money promptly and with no fuss. Jacques was so grateful that he made


Bouar
There are places that you leave and they go on There are places that stay but decay If you have left and don’t return, then they remain embalmed, unspoiled . . . yours. Bouar, a prefectoral seat in the western highlands of the Central African Republic, remains … in a ruined state. I couldn’t go back, even if I wanted to – the political turmoil and vanished infrastructure make such a return impossible


Washington, DC in the 80s: An Eviscerated Queer Populace Confronts AIDS
Photo op at Peace Corps/Washington welcoming Moroccan dignitaries and Peace Corps staff. Three of us are queer. Can you guess which ones? In 1983 I was having a drink at the DC Eagle, the city’s most prominent leather bar and was talking to a tall mid-30s man in full motorcycle regalia. When I found out he worked for the President’s communication office, I asked him how his office felt about gays in their midst. “How can you have an opinion about something that doesn’t exist?


An Earring in Tanzania
I came out to my doctoral dissertation advisor under unusual circumstances. It was August of 1988, the seventh month of my residency at the University of Dar es Salaam, where I was researching and writing on East Africa’s most famous playwright, Ebrahim Hussein. As an American with an uncertain but growing grasp of Kiswahili, I was a recognizable figure on campus – all the more so because I was sponsored by a popular Tanzanian professor in the Department of Literature, Joseph


The Texas Branch
In "The Texas Branch," Robert traces his paternal family's deep roots in 19th-century Texas — from his great-grandfather Moses Haas, a Prussian immigrant in San Antonio, to the remarkable Levi family of Victoria, whose patriarch Abraham built the largest state-chartered bank in Texas. The essay spotlights Leo Napoleon Levi, a trailblazing Jewish lawyer and B'nai B'rith president, while reflecting on the insularity, contradictions, and quiet defiances woven through generations


Where My Mother’s Name Didn’t Come From
Aimee Semple McPherson preaching at her Angelus Temple, Los Angeles My mother once told me that her mother, Jeanette, had named her Amy after the celebrity evangelist Aimee Semple McPherson. I didn’t give this statement much thought at the time, but it would have been odd that my conflicted Jewish mother had inherited something from a Pentecostal evangelist. When I did think about it, however, I figured that religion had nothing to do with Jeanette’s choice. In Jeanette’s wo


The Arab Slave Trade Finally Breaks Through
It's funny how you can live in a society whose wealth was built upon the slave trade and not be aware of it even though the legacy of the trade is layered in the language, social relations, and racialized prejudices of the present-day population. No, I'm not referring to the American South. I'm reflecting on the time I spent learning about Swahili language and culture on the East African coast. My introduction, through a two-month intensive Swahili language program for gradua


Dialogue des sourds
Marion Michelle with FIAF colleagues, 1957 I've written elsewhere of how my cousin Marion Michelle probably made cinematic history filming the first guerilla documentary, Indonesia Calling, for the famous Dutch filmmaker, Joris Ivens, in 1945. This was well before I was born. Marion was the same generation as my mother—they were first cousins—although of course we were cousins as well. Since 1950, Marion had settled as an expatriate in Paris. I lived in Paris on two different


Why I Specialized In Swahili Literature
Robert Philipson discusses his experience learning Swahili
SHOGA LENS


Being 17 - The Colorless Colored Boy
Being 17, the latest offering of the acclaimed French auteur, André Téchiné, at 73 is a visually gorgeous film. It tells of a lust/hate...


Bessie - Turning a Lowbrow Life into Middlebrow Art
This coming Saturday, HBO will air a biopic of Bessie Smith, one of the highest paid Black singers of the 1920s and a foundational voice...


Brother to Brother Spreads Knowledge of the Queer Harlem Renaissance
In 2004 a first-time filmmaker, Rodney Evans, edited and produced a narrative film, Brother to Brother , that encompassed an extended and...


Call Me Kuchu - A Sympathetic Doc on the Most Homophobic Country in Africa
One of the most unsettling features of “Kuchu” are interviews with Giles Muhame, the smirking 22 year-old editor of Uganda’s Rolling...


Check It - A Frustrating Doc About Poor Gay and Trans Youth of Color
“Check It” is the name of a movie, but it was first the name of a street gang of gay and trans kids of color in Washington, DC. After...


Dear White People - The Lone(ly) Gay
Dear White People (2014) is one of the smartest and funniest satires on screwed-up American Black/white relations ever. I can't think of...
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