Sorry I’ve been away for so long. Truth’s At Distance and the publishing process have had me running crazy. Plus the whole… day job. Seven days a week ten hours a day. LoL. But yeah, during that time I was engaged in conversation with an ex-girlfriend. I asked her a very stupid question, but I felt compelled to ask. It led to me writing this blog which I considered Vlogging but… you all know I suck at VLOGS. So here goes:
I’d like to start out by saying respectfully you women are ALL FUCKING NUTS! ALL OF YOU! No matter what color, age, or… WHATEVER. You’re all crazy.
With that being said, I’ve always wondered why black women [and by “Black Women” I mean “So many black women”] take pride in believing they’re so much harder to ‘handle’ than other races?
Ever heard a black man say he doesn’t mess with black women?
Ever heard a black woman talk shit about black men? [If you haven’t, you’ve never spoken to a black woman]
Ever heard a black woman claim to need a stronger than average man?
Because… apparently us regular men just can’t HANDLE them.
This alludes to these black women thinking that there’s something about them that makes them different from women of other races. Let’s get into this.
Your shit stinks.
Your vagina is ugly.
Your hair is… whatever you make it.
You’re a jealous wreck.
You lie… about IMPORTANT SHIT.
Hold up, GASP! All the same attributes! What a fuckin’ shock!
So why is it some women like to claim black men migrate to… I don’t know, let’s say “white women” because they’re so much easier? Are you nuts?
We’ve already established that.
The neck rolling. The attitude. The Stankonia… it’s all the same. I know a lot of you Pro-Black, Nubian, Africa-this Africa-That people are just rolling your eyes at me right now… but you know it’s true. To the brothas that have dabbled in things other than black, I wonder if your penis shot out sperm when you had sex. I wonder if her breast felt disgusting in your hands. I’m just trying to figure out what the difference is, so I can stop feeling like I want to slap black women for saying such stupid shit.
I told my ex that I’ve always felt they thought they were owed something. Like… when I’m in Maine, or Europe or… the Library [you know… places you won’t find many black men] the women there treat me like I’m a commodity! The other-than-black women that is. It’s amazing.
I’ve noticed the not-so-subtle differences in the way a woman of a different race will approach me… or that they even approach me at all! It’s uncanny. (Hell, the last black woman that approached me [who was GORGEOUS] learned not to like me QUICK… and I believe it was mostly because she expected way too much from me just because I’m black) It’s always been my experience that a black woman will be the FIRST one to talk down on me. Without even knowing me. Whereas a white woman will start by telling me all the attributes I as a black man have that she prefers… Do you still wonder why a man would chose a white woman over you?
And don’t act like you don’t fucking care!
I’ve heard the conversations. All the way from the mid-nineties “Waiting To Exhale” times to just yesterday. Some of you REALLY think that we can’t HANDLE you so we move to other races.
That you’re too aggressive, and too strong. Stop fucking kidding yourselves.
The fabled “Strong Black Woman”
Yes. I LOVE a strong black woman. But Strong Black Woman doesn’t = Emasculator of [black] men. And you’re not a strong black woman just because… your black. Sorry. There are requirements.
My mother is the strongest black woman I know! But she doesn’t ever try to make my father feel like less of a man. She doesn’t decide whether she’s going to “let” my dad be the head of their marriage and household. He just IS. And she plays her position, holding him up while he plays his.
That’s the difference maybe. Maybe the strong black women of yesteryear told their daughters that they were something to be cherished, and held on to. But they weren’t told that it wasn’t just because they had big asses and beautiful skin. It was because the black woman was the perfect counterpart to a black man. Because a good black woman knows how to make a black man remember why he wants his strong black woman in the first place. Not regret ever knowing her.
I won’t say whose fault it is that its gone this way. Because I don’t know. Willy Lynch. Black Mothers. The Absent Black Father Figure, The Black Film industry. Rap Music. Or Black Men. But I DO know who can make it stop. But how about, let’s first stop acting like we’re [men] the ones with the issue because we date outside of our race.
I don’t have a problem with it, and I’ve often given the advice to just go with whoever makes you feel good, and loved. Whoever does it for you. Doesn’t matter what color they are.
If you can cook me some good scrambled eggs with cheese, give me my attention, stay out of my cell phone, laugh at my jokes, and help me stay focused… I’m all in! I don’t care what color you are. I actually don’t care what you look like at all!
Stop taking pride in being a problem. Take pride in being something worth having, and don’t blame other women for the reason why no one desires you. Maybe then you won’t have to worry about being “handled”. You’ll be too busy being loved.
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Black woman in tacky emerald dress: pixabay artist “luxstorm”
Black girl with meanmug: pixabay artist “sabinemondestin”