It had been years since I visited here and it looks better than I remembered, updated. In the past…read morethey had a bunch of cotton bolls for people to look at, without explaining detailing the significance of that to Alexandria, VA. It seemed like a caricature and was off-putting. The volunteer at the desk (I believe) was not able to answer any of my questions about Alexandria history, and simply referred me to Alfred Street Baptist Church, which they seemed to be encouraging me to attend for religious service, mentioning that they are accepting of children (I told them I was a mother), with other benefits. According to this person, Alfred Street had more Alexandria achives and history than the city's museum. The exhibits at the time were vaguely discussing slavery, again not tying into the city as much as anticipated.
Fast forward to last week, I stopped by on the way to the gym, and there were multiple city employees at the front desk who seemed somewhat knowledgeable about the city's archives, though not based on lived experience (youngish people). They were able to refer me to various departments, and knowledgeable about the city's museum system. The person at the front desk was friendly and referred books as well. There was a person sitting on the side behind the desk area who may have other responsibilities who was rude and condescending. Many times, she addressed the person at the desk and not me directly. Then, with a white couple standing in the room, I asked about reparations from the Virginia Theological Seminary, and while admitting she knew the answer, said she would not tell me. She then said "If you want to hide something from Black people, put it in a book." Mind you, I had spent the last 45 minutes reading all the captions in the museum, then looking at articles of local periodicals on display, which is why I asked the question. There were various other unnecessary comments, and fawning over the other guests about their outfits and such, while talking about how unappealing it is to see workout clothes, which I was obviously wearing on the way to the gym (the gym being directly across the street, no more than 50 feet away).
The exhibits themselves were underwhelming. One was about a Black capitist advertising guru, and the other was paintings of slave cabins. Very uninspiring and status quo. Nothing speaking to liberation or freedom - almost like the cotton bolls were still the main attraction. All the postcards, which I was trying to get, were pictures of slave cabins, which my Southern grandmother would not enjoy if I sent them to her. I asked if they had any postcards that were not slave cabins and the same rude person who implied that I couldn't read, yelled at me "You have to look! THEY'RE there!" As I had been looking at postcards for a long time, and saw every postcard in the very limited display, the respectful lady at the desk said, "she doesn't see them." The rude lady pointed to the greeting card section, which I had also seen every card in, and I had already seen that there were no postcards there. Basically, she sent me on a goose chase. Besides being rude, it's ableist and anti-Black to refuse to answer my questions, while saying you aren't going to answer me because I am a Black person (because we need to read more?) I was late to pick up my children from school, and didn't get a chance to go to the gym that day because of these shenanigans. If I had time to read a whole newspaper, I would, but I didn't. Also, some people actually don't know how to or can't read. That's insensitive on so many levels. Additionally, as a person who has experienced traumatic brain injury as well as other physical limitations that could potentially make reading painful or challenging, there's no need to extrapolate racial stereotypes from a question asked at a museum information desk. This museum is not a safe space for Black people. The friendly lady at the desk, if it was only her, it would have been an overall positive experience. But the rude lady took it too far in disrespecting Black people and disabled people - and being a Black Disability Justice worker, I can't let that go.
Very disappointed yall! Praying that person stops the harmful behavior and isn't there if I bring my children there - wouldn't want her to say my children are inferior because of their race or perception of their abilities.