the color of love…

the other night i was watching single ladies and wishing i would’ve invested the extra loot for 3D…and i really do mean watching…as in no sound, just a lot of pretending that all of stacey dash’s dialogue was a series of haikus professing her love for me…

as anyone who has ever viewed the show knows, there is limited acting ability a white chick in the cast as well…one who likes black men…so much that to the dismay of her husband and black women all across america, she went all nelly air force one-ish and order 2 pairs of black daddy sacks…

and one of them was common the mayor…gasp…i know…

the purposeful mixing of  the races is an oft discussed and much disagreed upon topic within our community…and many single bitter black women seem to find that subject fairly touchy…so i decided to grope the hell out of it today…

as legend has it, once a black man achieves a certain level of success in life (apparently one that is higher than mine), one of his rewards is the ability to make kids with good hair…now as much as i would like to believe that my next raise will be accompanied by a set of size c’s of any color, i would have to believe that giving away women violates some corporate law or statute…with this as my baseline belief, and after a few conversations with cats that have decided to travel the milky way, i would like to offer up some other possible reasons why these well to do brothers might be choosing megan fox over meagan good…

there’s just more of them…from a purely mathematical standpoint…there are roughly 310 million people in the u.s. and roughly 100 million of them are white women while black women come in closer to 20 mill…i know because i’ve counted them…so if a man decided to follow love’s blind a—into some semi monogamous set up…well…the odds are in fox’s favor…

exposure…i had a dark upbringing…meaning, i didn’t have a single white friend until 2006…in this instance white friend is defined as someone who’s friendship duties include more than just being called my white friend…this wasn’t necessarily by choice…i grew up in a lower middle class neighborhood (read as black), attended an urban high school (read as black) and then attended an hbcu (you get the point)…so by the time i hit corporate america, my friend circle was pretty much set…and as dark as whoopi goldberg’s lips…we went to black clubs, watched black movies and ate blackened catfish…so imagine my surprise when in 06, i realized how whack techno music is much fun they had been having behind my back…

easier to meet…the ability to count and buck jim crow is only the beginning…another thing i have noticed is they seem to be way less confrontational in that original introduction…i won’t pretend like i spend a lot of time trying to spit at chicks in public…i usually just take whatever onetrik throws my way, but i have noticed that approaching a black chick is like performing on amateur night at the apollo…your first line has to be golden and you need a sandman to pull you out  when things start going down hill…while approaching one of them is like star search…no matter how bad you do, you can still leave with at least 1 star…so it shouldn’t be too difficult to understand why a cat who is not fond public verbal rejection might go looking for ed mcmahon…

of course they told me more but it was a lot more cliché…although they confirmed that whatever rumors you heard were probably true…

but now i’m interested in hearing some thoughts from the audience…there are microphones conveniently placed at the bottom of this page…

elrock…jungle fever physician…

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4 Responses to the color of love…

  1. Sami says:

    lol @ “I know because I’ve counted them…” hahaha

    Anyway, my comments are as follows: first off, it’s not only “well to do” Black dudes who mess with/date/marry white girls, as I have seen/known many a busted negro dating white girls as well. That said, I might catch flak for this but I think some of them see getting with white girls as some sort of accomplishment, or like a challenge they had to conquer. Others might date them because some white girls will do things that Black girls might not do, like be super submissive… amongst other things (yea, draw inappropriate conclusions). But both of these might be antiquated reasons since people are all supposed to be evolved these days & race/color is supposed to be a non-factor.

    I’d like to think the real reason anyone dates/marries anyone is because of real love/mutual attraction/preference & that it is not based solely on skin color. It used to bother me to see Black men with women who weren’t Black, but I realized I was a walking contradiction doing that since my Dad is Black & my Mom is Filipino. Now though, it doesn’t bother me… well not usually, I feel like people end up with who they are supposed to be with for whatever the reason. Just because a Black man chooses to date a white (or other non-Black) woman, does not necessarily mean he thinks any less of their Black counterparts. Besides, everyone should be able to be with whomever they want to be with, for whatever reason, as long as they aren’t harming anyone else in the process.

    My bad for this extra lengthy comment. I didn’t realize I had so much to say on this topic.

    Oh & side bar: I had been purposely avoiding Single Ladies because it looked so ridiculous, but I watched this past episode solely based on Lamman Rucker being a guest star. Big mistake. The acting leaves much to be desired. It’s just as big of a mess as I thought it would be.

    • UBF says:

      lengthy comments are not only accepted but encouraged…i needed something to do between now and the nba draft tonight anyway…

      tis true that a lot of these race mixing enthusiasts are hovering just north of the poverty line…i left them out because i don’t really know that they get a hard time for doing so…

      the point of this post was to take on the more antiquated views on this topic…i too believe that love should really boil down to ones desire to find a soul mate colliding with their ability to do so…a transaction that seems like it should be colorless…

      i’m sure there are examples of guys that set out to do some practice mating with someone from a different ethnic background out of pure curiosity or bucket list-edness and found themselves accidentally in love…or those that open their minds to befriending someone based on character content alone and ended up having to engage in extended explanations about bet and doo rags…i just wanted to point out that there could be some less sinister circumstances at play…

  2. The D.E.F.I. says:

    I agree with Sami. I think it doesn’t matter. People should be with whoever makes them happy, regardless of race, sex, religion, bank statement, etc. I even find the concept of having a “preference” strange. When people used to ask me what mine was, I always said, “Fine. Doesn’t matter what color she is, as long as she’s fine.”

    …hmmm, it didn’t sound quite as shallow to me back then. But I digress…

    I didn’t think this was still a touchy subject for most Black women (though, since I’m not one, I’m not really in any position to say whether or not it is, I guess). I’ve seen a growing number of sisters with white guys, asian guys, etc. But back in the day, yeah it was an issue. I went to a college with an enrollment of around 1300. Of those students, about 8 or 9 of us were Black. Two of the girls were attractive, but weren’t interested in any of the brothers at the school. But then they would get mad when we would hook up with or date a white girl. Ridiculous.

    • UBF says:

      it’s promising that the sentiment seems to be fading…although the catalyst for the post was a conversation with a sister about the subject and she still wasn’t pleased…so i thought that there was a chance that she might not be the only one…hopefully she was and i can just file this post away as practice…

      sounds like we have similar types…although i must admit, i do have a thing for poofed out naturals…

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