Posted on 03/30/2006 12:41:35 PM PST by twippo
Someone needs to sit our people down and have a healthy discussion about the names we as African Americans are giving our children. We are hurting our kids and putting their futures in peril from the moment they are born.
That’s right, I said it. We are KILLING our kids and crippling their futures with the names we give them. Don’t you want your kids to get JOBS someday? Good jobs, and serious careers? With a name like Jaquez Ja’Quan Diante’, you’re dooming your sons to a life of drug dealing on some seedy street corner.
Our Black men face enough challenges. I do not subscribe to the notion that we are giving our children names that “convey pride in their African Heritage”. We’re way off the mark. I’ve got dear friends from all over Africa, and their children have beautiful cultural names like Akos, Ama, and Fia.
Notice how neither of those names had a “quita” in it? Or an “eisha”? Or more than four syllables? That’s because even in the motherland, they don’t give their kids the crazy names that we do in Black America. Many Africans even RESENT the implication that these names stem from their culture. I’ve yet to meet anyone from any African nation named Shaquandiniquah Takei’sha, or any other of the ‘colorful’ monikers we’re pinning on brand new precious lives.
Parents, we are stacking the odds against our children from birth. We’ve been doing it for generations, but we get mighty cross when white and mainstream America laughs and mocks us. With a name like Quieshianiquita (I know, I can’t pronounce it either), you’re dooming your children to employment at no better than a dollar store or the nearest fast-food joint.
You are automatically relegated in the minds of many to second-class citizenry, because when they hear the name, they instantly categorize you as ignorant, ghetto, incompetent, uneducated, and not worthy of much respect or basic human considerations.
We hear so often about African American students who excel in school, etc. and “beat the odds.” Well, guess what? Often times, the “odds they have to beat” is the tough challenge of being taken seriously in America with the atrocious name you gave them...names like Jaqui’sheia Sha’qu’an Tai’isha. If they can get someone to look past the name (and quit laughing), there is remarkable talent there in that person.
Unfortunately though, much of mainstream America isn’t willing to find this out. Come in with the wrong name, and you are nothing more than fodder for stereotypical, distasteful jokes. We as African Americans face enough challenges as it is. Our kids deserve a better start and a way better shot than this.
You’re angry with me? I can live with that. Now answer this: when have you ever seen an IBM Executive or a fancy New York office with a fancy highrise office door nameplate that says “Quandaniquah Roshel-Shaquita, Chief Executive Officer”? When? You don’t, and you never have, because the reality is, corporate America and a huge chuck of mainstream doesn’t have a high regard for those names. Quite frankly, you won’t be taken seriously.
I’ve been behind many a closed door with white corporate America. Oddly enough, many of them still see the Negro in the room as ‘non-existent’ or invisible, so they talked like I wasn’t even in the room. I hear everything they say. When Nakia Shaniquah-Quashiqua fills out an application, they have a field day in the office. Once they get their fill of ghetto and ‘weave’ jokes and ripping you to pieces sight unseen, they usually toss the application, or it gets stuck in the ‘bottom of the pile’. If they do hire you, you’re relegated to some meaningless, inconsequential task behind the scenes so they won’t be embarrased by you.
I’ve learned the harsh truth that right or wrong, no quality mainstream company wants someone named (oh just pick a name) representing them in the forefront. We don’t hear that, though. We just want you to get the name right, and look at you funny if you don’t. I recall a time a young woman got really cross with me because her name was LaShi’quita and I forgot to capitalize the ‘S’ and left the little accent mark off the first ‘i’ - how was I supposed to know? But lawd ha’mercy...what did I do THAT for? She was mad, hostile, and ready to FIGHT! It was a BIG ridiculously overblown embarassing ordeal (for her), and that’s OUR fault, parents.
She wouldn’t have such a huge chip on her shoulder and be so defensive, confrontational and mean if we had just given her a name that the average person can pronounce or spell. No spell check in the world can help, so most of her existence is spent correcting the spelling of her name, and feeling disrespected because people can’t get it right. We set her up for this constant and unnecessary battle.
I do not advocate naming all our children Bobby and Susie. But let’s do our babies a favor and keep the syllables down to a minimum, leave out the suffixes “quita”, “sheika”,“eisha”, “niqua”, “quan”...anysuffix with the letter ‘Q’. I could go on, but you get where I'm headed.And if you want your child to have an authentic African or other ethnic name, do a little research. Don’t just make up a name and expect the world to be able to spell and pronounce it. You're not being original or cute. That child has to LIVE with that horrible name, and that's not funny...or cute.
Amen. Now pass the cornbread.
Anyone naming his daughter Brytnee is just asking for her to be a stripper.
"I used to work with someone named Mercedes."
Mercedes -- the car -- was named for one of the designer's daughter. He had been part of another German auto maker, got pushed out, and could not use his own name for his new firm, so he named it for his daughter, instead. So Mercedes is a standard girl's name, especially in Spain and Italy.
A friernd of one of my forner coworker's named her daughter Quiana, because she loved that material in the 70s..
Furthermore, if you can't pronounce an "r" correctly, name him James or George.
Meconium Johnson is not pleased!
Speakin' 'bout Oklahoma, there was a M.D. in OKC a few years ago named Joe Bills. Forget his last name. He came to fame after his wife died on his operating table following a botched attempt at liposuction. His first, and last, attempt at cosmetic surgery.
That is wrong on so many levels...
Like BJ Hunnicutt from M*A*S*H.........
Saw a nametag at McDonalds. Asked the girl how she pronounced her name. She said "Shatheed". You should have seen how it was spelled. I think her mother hated her. lol
I always thought Quiana was a Hawaiian name. Heh, what do I know?
Go to "Fade to Black" comedy site and punch in your name and then get the name Calypso Louie would give you..
I agree with everything, EXCEPT the above statement. I wouldn't say 'invisible', I'd say 'equal'.
Coworker was singled out a diversity training session because he was black, and happened to be the only black person in the room. He was LIVID....his point was thus... "Did you notice that I was the only black man in the room before they pointed me out?" (No)
"Did you notice that I was the only black man in the room after they pointed me out?" (Yes)
"I've worked here for years, and specifically built a reputation up to be a great network engineer." (he had) "And from now on, I'll be the 'black network engineer', instead."
He retired, not long after this. Huge loss for the company, as he designed Cisco networks for a hobby, and loved the fact that he could travel for free and get paid for his hobby as well. What a waste, and the HR wonk had absolutely no clue what she had done.
LOL
Wow THAT would be cruel. Nope first syllable is "Ma" and the last is pronounced "kita" = Makita. People think it's Russian, porobably because she's white.
" database run on the name "
In another life as a car salesman, I used to get database runs of new people moving into the area. I told my wife about a new and potential customer named "Richard Head," and finally had to bring home a copy of the printout before she believed me.
That was 15 years ago and we still laugh about this!
Knew his brother, Buster...
I guess they couldn't pick Cotton........
OMG! I actually have a cousin named Cash! At least, I always thought that was his legal name. It wasn't until we got an invitation to his wedding that I found out his real name was Donald. The whole family had always called him Cash, never by any other name. When I asked why, they said it was because he was born in December and they could claim him as a tax deduction. Apparently, his dad started calling him Cash as a joke, but it stuck.
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