Facebook prods me to vote — with racialized hands of different sizes.

IN THE COMMENTS: LordSomber says:

Just more "Corporate Memphis" or "Humans of Flat" graphic design. Uninspired and generic, so naturally the tech giants use it to death.

And RideSpaceMountain says:

"Salon became a hardcore racist mag so gradually I barely noticed."

Observes Instapundit, linking to a Salon article titled "Why I can’t stand white belly dancers."

The article is written by a novelist named Randa Jarrar. And there's this twee notice at the end of it: "This piece is the latest in a series by feminists of color, curated by Roxane Gay."

Here's my post from last month where we were talking about this use of the word "curated" (a propos of Ryan Seacrest "curating" a fashion line.) LordSomber (a commenter) said: "'Curate' is one of those overused words that hipster artist wannabes have ruined."

Maybe Salon thinks that it's more feminist and of color to eschew the word "edited," which suggests a superseding authority and intervention. Maybe it's a crafty way to deny responsibility for the thing published: It's not edited, it's merely collected and presented "as is."

But what about that racism? How bothersome is it for a person of authenticity to express exasperation for the appropriation of some attribute of her culture for re-presentation by an outsider to that culture?

Perhaps if these white lady belly dancers asserted that what they are doing is curating dance we could all love one another (or at least wink knowingly).

The Howdy Doody caveman.

Neanderthals had red hair and freckles. (Maybe.)

(Can somebody Photoshop an image?)

ADDED: Combine:



Ah, there's this:



ADDED: 2 images, from Palladian and Lordsomber, respectively:



I love the complete contrast in mood.