Color Blind

Recently I have found myself continually asked, "Do you even date black girls anymore?". I find this question appalling. Not only because they dare to ask it, but because there is always a distinct level of disapproval, discontentment and derision in their voice. It's as if I'm turning my back on the entire black race by dating outside of it.

I've just recently become a victim to this stigma. Up until about two years ago I pretty much only dated black girls (with one Spanish exception).
It's not like I woke up one day and said, 'That's it, no more!'. Not even close. Quite frankly, I still feel that black women are the most beautiful creatures on this planet. My mother is a black women. How could I not feel this way?
I just find that my attractions have matured and expanded.

Now, let me make this very clear... I LOVE black women! And, in all honesty, find it hard to picture myself settling down elsewhere. But I would never rule out the option. Love is a powerful thing. And true love is color blind.

This whole situation really makes me wonder... Is there some sort of obligation as a black man to find comfort in a black woman?
I'm sorry, I thought the only obligations I have in life are to my family and to myself. It's my right to be able to spend my time with whoever makes me happy in my life. Not saying that this can't be a black woman. But who says it has to be?

Now, I do understand the feeling of needing a common background with someone. I recall one girl that I was dating and when asked what I was watching on tv, I replied, "Living Single". Her response to that was, "What's that?". At the time I laughed it off, but it's little things like that that reminded me of just how different our upbringings were. Because not only would a black girl my age know that show, but she could probably sing me the theme song. There is a comfort that comes with knowing that your mate can understand where you are coming from in the hardest of hard times.

On the other hand, the assimilation and aggrandizement of cultures is what makes life fun. That's what makes America so beautiful.

So yes, you might see me walking hand in hand with a black girl or maybe walking with my arm around a Latin girl or possibly in a tight embrace with Caucasian/Asian mix. You just never know. And I am quite proud of this. And you can bet that I would never hold any obligation over my child's head either.

Just remember... Even if I was to marry outside of my race, our kid could still one day become the President of the United States.
:)


Live, love & learn!
-The King
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