Wednesday, November 26, 2008

A Beginning of Sorts

I was looking online for discussions and/or websites dedicated to Black women who date White men and am thoroughly disappointed.

Why?

I am a Black woman. I love White men.

I have nothing against Black men. Black men are strong, beautiful, and unbreakable. On a daily basis they face purses clutched, eyes averted, fear and assumption of murderous intent, accusations of laziness, lowered employability. Truth be told, praise is warranted.

I just prefer White men.

Lately however, after months (no, years!) of dating outside of my race, I've started to realize that the White men I date may not have the best intentions.

I've been complimented on my ass. The problem is that I don't have much of an ass. My butt is nearly concave and yet White men still feel the need to mention how juicy it is. It's not.

And I've started thinking that maybe my mother was right. Maybe White men want a Black woman because they assume she's a "freak" and that she will be his little sex toy. Maybe it's a carryover from slave days when White men felt entitled, specifically regarding the Black girl "goodies." My mom said, "When he's had his fun, he will leave you."

After tonight, I'm inclined to agree.

Any thoughts?


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