OHH HELL NAWL today (as I do every day) and there was an interesting post about Interracial dating. It seems JILL SCOTT wrote a little piece about how she felt about it and my fellow lurkers commented on it. In fact last time I checked there was 250 comments. That is why I am bringing my comment here.
I have written about interracial dating before and how I felt about it. But I guess it is still a sore topic among some of us, and I still have very set views about it.
Want to know what they are?
If not,then you need to go to the blog down the street, because I am going to tell you anyway.
I have explained here and on other blogs about how in my younger days I only dated Hispanic women. It was not because I just was not interested in Black women, it was because Black women were not interested in me. You see I had the distinction and blessing to be born with every trace of my African/Haitian heritage. I am dark, tall and muscler. I have the high cheek bones, the big nose and the big lips. My hair is not what Black People would consider "good". Before I joined the military, there was a hair style that we called "Ruff Neck". We never combed our hair. We only washed it and kept it moving. My hair was so nappy that it was dreading up on it's own. That is my grain of hair, "nappy". So as you can see from my description of myself, I was not considered "handsome" in the American sense back then. The sisters all wanted that Al B Sure, El Debarge looking ass nigga, and I was not him. All that has changed since the 80's, but that was the way it was then.
Anyways since I was constantly getting dissed by my own, I went across the street to where I was looked at as Andy instead of "Black-ass Andy."
I was accepted for who I was instead of being looked down on because my great great grandmother was not raped by Massa Bill.
But even though I have a very good reason to be bitter towards Black Women, I am not, because all that happened damn near 20 years ago and it is ancient history to me. My wife is Black,which surprised my whole family by the way. Black women are gorgeous to me and they always have been.
Getting back to the subject of this post......
I could care less who a person finds love with. It does not bother me at all to see a Black woman with anybody other than a Black man or vice versa. In fact I think that we should all mix it up, so that maybe this whole fixation with color would become null and void.
It pisses me off to hear anybody Black (man or woman) talk shit about an interracial couple. You don't know the circumstances on why they chose who they chose. And the saying that he is only with her because she's white is getting tired to me. In some cases this may be true, but has anyone ever thought that they could actually be in love? With each other? I am so sick of hearing about how White women used to be off limits to the big Black Buck and this is our way of getting back at the "man." I am going to slap the next person that throws up the bullshit line about successful Black men turn their backs on the sisters to get down with a Becky. If there was more successful sisters around the successful Black men then that would not be the case, now would it?
If all I saw all day were mermaids, then common sense would tell me that I would end up having some mer-kids.
Another thing I am getting tired of is whenever the topic of interracial dating comes up it is always the man who is in the wrong. Nobody ever mentions the woman who chooses to exercise her many other options in life.
In my opinion whoever has a problem with interracial dating got a problem with themselves. It is more about being insecure with who you are than who you happen to see Jamal or Lakeshia with. If you are happy and secure with who you are and your status in life, then who I'm fucking would not concern you in the least.
The next time you get upset with seeing the man/woman who you covet with a Maria, Becky or Ming Lee, take a look at yourself. Ask yourself why this bothers you. And if you are grown enough to answer yourself honestly, then ask yourself what you need to do to be happy with what you are doing in your life. And then make a resolution to to do what it is that would make you happy.
I am happy with mine, so if my fellow brother/sister choose to go pale,yellow or brown on me, then hey, I am happy that they found love the same way I did.