Stacey Rose: On Fear of Big, Black Bodies

Stacey Rose is a proud mom, theatre artist, and filmmaker from Charlotte, North Carolina by way of Elizabeth, New Jersey. She is a 2015-16 Dramatists Guild Fellow. In May 2015 she earned an MFA in Dramatic Writing from NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts, where she was honored with The Goldberg Prize, the NYU Grey Gallery Prize in collaboration with The Studio Museum of Harlem for her short play “My Pet.” She was awarded The Dramatic Writing Department’s 2015 Outstanding Writing for Stage award, was a 2014-15 Tisch Future Screenwriter Fellow, and was a 2015 Fusion Film Festival finalist for her television pilot “Up-And-Coming.”

Below is a Facebook post by Ms. Rose after the recent fatal shooting of Terence Crutcher in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

September 20, 2016
9:52 a.m.

“True story.

I was fired from my job at Piedmont Medical Center (all shade due and intended) because a woman, who’s name I would absolutely mention if I could remember it, told our manager that I ‘chased her to her car and threatened to shoot her.’

(Pause for the shock to settle into anyone who knows me’s heart.)

This woman had lost custody of her child due to her tragic issues with illicit drugs, and had casually joked about once having an eight ball of coke under her car seat in the parking lot, at work, when her habit was really bad. Her ‘fear’ stemmed from the fact that I had the unmitigated balls to check her on the shitty assignment she’d given me.

On the next shift I worked, as I was about to get off (because why wouldn’t they let me work a full shift before firing me), I was escorted into the manager’s office (David was his name, again, I’d tag the shit out of him if I could).

David (white male) who, by the way, was built like a brick shit house, was trembling as I walked in. He told me what I was accused of. He did not ask to hear my side of anything, then proceeded to hand me suspension papers…for the wrong person. They were my friend who’d been with me as I walked out on that ill-fated day, so apparently she was gonna gun clap too.

Long and short. Security showed up, I took a humiliating walk back to my locker to gather my things as my coworkers of two years looked on.

I was never told I was ‘officially’ fired.

I was just thrown away. Like garbage.

There is no bottom to the bullshit with Black people in this country. None.

#terencecrutcher

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