“Usually when a black woman is attacked we find some way of making it her fault. We ask questions like what was she wearing? What does she do for a living? How many sexual partners has she had in the past? You know, the typical stuff that removes accountability from her attacker. But in this case, where a black woman minding her damn business awoke to an attacker in her second story apartment, normal victim-blaming would not work. So now what do we do, because we obviously can’t take a black woman’s story of violence seriously? Well, that’s simple. We marginalize the attack and focus the story on her brother, whose anger we can exploit because it fits into stereotypes of queer masculinity that provide comic relief. The producers used the footage to lock Antoine in a frame, to capture him in place, in order to tell a story that fits their truths—black women’s confrontations with sexual violence are either not real or unimportant. Framed under the guise of “news” this masquerades as a story about a woman awaking to an intruder in her bed but is really a story about a funny black man, hilarious in his anger. It was never about her… When you are made invisible through processes of erasure, people don’t even acknowledge that you’re gone.”—
Also the fact that media started calling him Antoine. His first name is Kevin, and, from what I could tell reading his blogs, he GOES BY KEVIN! Friends offering him support called him Kevin, not Antoine, his middle name.
But, of course, ‘Kevin’ doesn’t perfectly fit the Black, “ghetto”, flamboyant mold the media wants.
I’m positive I’ve said this before but it bears repeating.