Maiysha Kai Writes Open Letter to Nate Parker

MIAMI BEACH, FL - JUNE 17:  Nate Parker attends The American Black Film Festival first look at "A Birth Of A Nation" on June 17, 2016 in Miami Beach, Florida.  (Photo by Aaron Davidson/WireImage)
MIAMI BEACH, FL – JUNE 17: Nate Parker attends The American Black Film Festival first look at “A Birth Of A Nation” on June 17, 2016 in Miami Beach, Florida. (Photo by Aaron Davidson/WireImage)

Nate, I’ve always liked you. With interest and enthusiasm, I’ve watched your career evolve, and have been eagerly anticipating the release of The Birth of a Nation—both enthralled with the clips I’ve seen and kicking myself for not making it to Sundance this year. This is a story that has long needed to be told, and I’ve been so excited that you had the initiative, talent and, ultimately, the record-breaking support to make it happen because, perhaps now more than ever, we need this film.

Surprisingly, I’d even managed to forgive the homophobic comments you made a few years back, since you’d seemingly reconsidered your outdated and toxic views on masculinity. I was saying as much when one of my homegirls said, “Oh, you never heard about the rape?”

*Record scratch.*


Turns out, I was unaware of the allegations that plagued you at Penn State some 17 years ago. A quick trip to Google proved this information readily available; within minutes, I was reading a court transcript of witness testimony, which was—in a word—horrifying. In fact, despite your eventual acquittal, the accusations were almost impossible to disbelieve.

Both of us having been ’90s college kids, no doubt the sexually misogynist anthem “Ain’t No Fun (if the Homies Can’t Have None)” was still in heavy rotation when you were at Penn. I couldn’t help considering this while reading testimony that you beckoned your friends to join you in having sex with the allegedly unconscious girl you’d been intimate with prior. After the fact, according to reporting by Deadline, you told her: “I felt like you put yourself in that situation, you know what I mean? … I really felt like I didn’t do anything wrong.”

Disillusioned, I’ve since read extensively about the case and current controversy (including excellent pieces by fellow The Root writers Demetria Lucas D’Oyley and Damon Young). I’ve read damning articles and myriad comments from many ready to cape for you first and read court documents later, and others eager to condemn you outright.

Though I admittedly lack the cognitive dissonance to separate the art from the artist, I even courted conspiracy: Was this simply an attempt to dismantle the incredible—but undoubtedly incendiary—work you’d produced, before it even reached us? After all, this wasn’t the ongoing pathology of a serial predator; this was a single incident, nearly two decades ago, for which you’d been exonerated. Was it fair to still hold you accountable?

Then I read your own recent comments about the incident, in your now widely discussed interview with Deadline. While claiming to support women and reminding us that you are both a brother of sisters and a loving husband and father of five daughters (which is irrelevant in terms of potential pathology), your words somehow rang hollow as you sought to dismiss any detailed discussion of what you describe as “one of the most painful moments” of your life:

I will not relive that period of my life every time I go under the microscope. … What do I do? When you have a certain level of success, when things start to work, things go under the microscope and become bigger and bigger things. I can’t control people; I can’t control the way people feel.

Indeed, what can you possibly say or do? It’s perfectly understandable that you don’t want your current success to be eclipsed by something that happened 17 years ago. But here’s the thing: Your actions 17 years ago appear to have eclipsed a woman’s life. Court documents allege that you and your co-defendant—The Birth of a Nation co-writer Jean Celestin—harassed your accuser following her police report, which could only have added insult to alleged injury. No doubt you heard of her two purported suicide attempts at the time; but did you hear—as I recently did—that four years ago, she committed suicide and is now dead?

Nate, what causes me to question the content of your current character is your seeming disconnect and lack of empathy. While anyone rising to the heights that you are clearly destined for is also destined for scrutiny, your brilliance, success and fatherhood do not absolve you from accountability, particularly if or when your actions may have affected someone else so deeply. That is a responsibility that deserves some reckoning, and until then, I’m afraid that your pain is insignificant.

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Source: The Root

Maiysha Kai is a Grammy-nominated singer-songwriter, fashion model, devoted auntie and Brooklyn, N.Y.-based, single black bombshell who recently strutted into her 40s. She is also an expert at oversharing who chronicles her attempts at dating—and adulting—on 40onFleek.