My followers (all 2 of them) know that I have been exploring the idea of being in an interracial relationship. I have met a few rainbow men (her term not mine). But haven’t really been able to connect with them. I have to admit I have not really ever seen a white guy that I wanted to approach (besides George Clooney and Richard Gere). So what makes me think there are any that want to approach me?
I have read all kinds of things about why Black women should date out of their race. And I have to say there are some really valid points. Why shouldn’t educated, well employed, respectful, beautiful Black women date men who appreciate and respect them? Why do we continue to be in dysfunctional relationships with cheaters, liars, thieves, and felons? Because we are HomoRacial (my word). Believers that we only belong with our race as life partners, subscribers of once you go black you never go back, and other such ridiculousness. I come from a family where there have been interracial marriages and relationships. But in my immediate family it is generally an undertaking of the men. They think nothing of bringing home Becky or Sally. I have no idea what kind of reception I would receive if I showed up to dinner with Brad or Ashton.
What do I need to do to stop being homoracial? Is there a 7 step program? I remember growing up being accused of not being black enough because I spoke well and had very diverse taste. I love Friends and Cougartown and like to read books that don’t include men on the downlow or thug life, and I study Kabbalah. I have been told that I am not like other Black people because my hair is different and I listen to U2 and Peter Gabriel. Hysterical I say. But I guess if their own frame of reference was 70’s and 80’s television I probably was very different.
So what do white guys think of black women? We are often portrayed in the media as attitudinal, promiscuous, overly fertile and willing to procreate with multiple men, willing to accept little to nothing while giving everything. Chicken necking and loud talking is one of the banes of my existence and Black movies seem to thrive on this characterization. Oh how I miss the Cosby Show.
How do I get it out there in my everyday life that I am not a media image, but an intelligent, loving, funny, imaginative, adventurous thrill seeker looking for the same? I have changed some things on my profile page at that dating website that seems to be more work than it should, I have changed my About Me section to include some indicators that I am different and receptive to a new adventure. And for those out there in blog readerville spread the word that I don’t want to be A Homo-Racial anymore. Where is my Brad?
