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What if Shidea Lane wasn’t a woman of color?
Ed. note: This post is part of the second round of the Feministing “So You Think You Can Blog” contributor contest (background here). Stay tuned all week as our six finalists take turns turns covering the blog and giving us a sense of their personal contributor style. The winner of the contest and newest member of the Feministing team will be announced next week!
We now know via police report that Shieda Lane is actually a 25 year old woman (which says a lot about what we really think of youth of color) who boarded a bus drunk and did not pay her fare immediately. When confronted by Hughes about the fare, Lane proceeded to “curse him out” (to put it lightly) and he returned the favor. The rest is literally history as the video now has over 2 million views on YouTube.
But I can’t help but wonder how that same scenario would have played out and how we would have responded to it, if Shidea was not a 25 year old Black woman.
If Shidea was a white, 25 year old man, would Artis have badgered him about paying his fare? Maybe not, because drunk, young white men are funny and non threatening. And sure, his embarrassing fumbles might have still been recorded, but we would have only joked about what a great day he must have had prior to boarding the bus. No harm no foul.
And if Shidea was a white woman, drunk and agitated, what de-escalation tactics might have Artis pulled out of his hat to calm her down and diffuse the situation? Would he still have called her a bitch in response to her anger? Or perhaps ma’am? If he chose the latter he would have probably heralded him for being such a great civilian and understanding driver.
What if it was a Black man? How quickly would Artis have followed the proper protocol and contacted authorities when he faced similar resistance? My guess is pretty quickly, and without any comment on what that man’s face looks like. After all, why would he put himself in danger? And would we have blamed him? We all know that you need to bring in the special forces for those kind of problems.
Had Shidea appeared to be wealthy, would there have been any conversation about her having bus fare at all? No not really.
But none of these scenarios were true. At the end of the day, there is a reason Artis Hughes participated in the exchange of insults and disrespect with Shidea Lane; they are the same reasons we cried “JUSTICE!” when she was hit with the might of a gladiator. Those reasons are written all over her body, her dialect, and her dress just as much, if not more, than they are on her actions that day. If we learn nothing else from Shidea Lane, it is that young black women remain uniquely and simultaneously among the most threatened and the most threatening.
The intersections are real.