Boy oh boy...where do I begin? I am truly insulted by this video and I feel that there is little credibility to what the narrator said. Let me first say that I love black men. I only date black men. I prefer the blackest of the black. I believe that people should date within their race. HOWEVER, I do believe that it is possible for people to fall in love with someone of a different race. Love comes in all different forms, shapes, and colors.
It is not right to say that white men do not want black women because we are loud, ghetto, weave-wearing, food stamp using individuals. I am sure that there are many white men who feel that way, but to say that all white men feel this way is wrong. I know successful white men who are happily married and in love with black women. I myself have been (respectfully) approached by white men, but I have chosen to stay in my race because of my personal preferences. I feel that if you have a problem with black women dating white men, fine just say that. But to put black women down in the process is just despicable. Instead of worrying about how the white man is treating us, you should be uplifting us and reaching out to the 'ignorant, ghetto' black women you spoke about. Give them a reason to feel good about themselves. Maybe if you make them feel like a queen, they will begin to act more like a queen. I say 'they' because I am not that negative black woman that was described in the video. I do not need anyone to tell me that I am an intelligent, beautiful black queen worthy of praise because I know that I am.
I would not take the time to talk about the things that I feel are wrong with the black man because I love my black man regardless. I will fight for him, hold him up when he's down, defend his name, and love him with everything in me. All I ask is to be treated with the respect that I deserve.
Lumping all black women into one generalization is just as degrading and just as bad as what racists do to us. In order to ever fix what's wrong in the black race, we must first start by loving one another. We will never get anywhere if we keep pointing the finger at each other saying 'black men are no good' and 'black women are too loud and don't listen.' We need to sit down with each other, have a decent conversation, not an argument, and figure out what needs to be fixed and how we can fix it--TOGETHER!
Well I cannot speak for other people unfortunately. Many of our people, men and women, are confused. They think money, cars houses, and the like are what happiness is about. I learned a long time ago this is not the case. Don't get me wrong, I want money, cars, and houses just as much as the next person. However, I know where my priorities lie...in family and in love. And I consider the man that I love to be my family, even if we're not married.
This is why I deal with a lot of things that many of my friends would probably shame me for putting up with. I am strong and will fight for love unless things become mentally, emotionally, or physically abusive. People in relationships don't always see eye to eye and that is why I try my hardest not to even speak when I am mad or sad or emotional. I don't like to say things that I may later kick myself for saying. Things that I might say out of anger. Not just in dating relationships but in my friendships as well.
There aren't many women that I know that love a black man like I do. When I love, I love hard. I give so much of myself, and one would never know just how much that is unless they followed me (and my wallet). I can honestly say that I might even be in a better place financially for me and my son if I didn't love the way I do. Not to say that I regret doing the things that I do for people. But I know deep down that if I saved all the money shelled out to help friends and loved ones I might be able to maintain a decent lifestyle.
And I can't even begin to measure the emotions I deal out in all relationships. When I cry I don't just cry for myself, I cry for those around me who are hurting and suffering. I can never know someone else's pain because it is not mine, but I can imagine. And when I imagine, I feel. And when I feel, I hurt. And this is what keeps me doing what I do. And when I think of the struggle of our people, particularly our black men, I hurt. I hurt for those going through the struggle now. I hurt for our children who will have to face the struggle later in life. And I know that abandoning my black man will not fix the pain. I want to be there to cry with him and for him when the chips are down. And though the problems, attitudes, and thought processes of the world may sometimes put a strain on our love, I will fight to ensure it does not take us down. I may get a little snappy at times but I am still always right there holding my hand out to help when I can. To show him my love...ALWAYS.
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ReplyDeleteBoy oh boy...where do I begin? I am truly insulted by this video and I feel that there is little credibility to what the narrator said. Let me first say that I love black men. I only date black men. I prefer the blackest of the black. I believe that people should date within their race. HOWEVER, I do believe that it is possible for people to fall in love with someone of a different race. Love comes in all different forms, shapes, and colors.
ReplyDeleteIt is not right to say that white men do not want black women because we are loud, ghetto, weave-wearing, food stamp using individuals. I am sure that there are many white men who feel that way, but to say that all white men feel this way is wrong. I know successful white men who are happily married and in love with black women. I myself have been (respectfully) approached by white men, but I have chosen to stay in my race because of my personal preferences.
I feel that if you have a problem with black women dating white men, fine just say that. But to put black women down in the process is just despicable. Instead of worrying about how the white man is treating us, you should be uplifting us and reaching out to the 'ignorant, ghetto' black women you spoke about. Give them a reason to feel good about themselves. Maybe if you make them feel like a queen, they will begin to act more like a queen. I say 'they' because I am not that negative black woman that was described in the video. I do not need anyone to tell me that I am an intelligent, beautiful black queen worthy of praise because I know that I am.
I would not take the time to talk about the things that I feel are wrong with the black man because I love my black man regardless. I will fight for him, hold him up when he's down, defend his name, and love him with everything in me. All I ask is to be treated with the respect that I deserve.
Lumping all black women into one generalization is just as degrading and just as bad as what racists do to us. In order to ever fix what's wrong in the black race, we must first start by loving one another. We will never get anywhere if we keep pointing the finger at each other saying 'black men are no good' and 'black women are too loud and don't listen.' We need to sit down with each other, have a decent conversation, not an argument, and figure out what needs to be fixed and how we can fix it--TOGETHER!
Well I cannot speak for other people unfortunately. Many of our people, men and women, are confused. They think money, cars houses, and the like are what happiness is about. I learned a long time ago this is not the case. Don't get me wrong, I want money, cars, and houses just as much as the next person. However, I know where my priorities lie...in family and in love. And I consider the man that I love to be my family, even if we're not married.
ReplyDeleteThis is why I deal with a lot of things that many of my friends would probably shame me for putting up with. I am strong and will fight for love unless things become mentally, emotionally, or physically abusive. People in relationships don't always see eye to eye and that is why I try my hardest not to even speak when I am mad or sad or emotional. I don't like to say things that I may later kick myself for saying. Things that I might say out of anger. Not just in dating relationships but in my friendships as well.
There aren't many women that I know that love a black man like I do. When I love, I love hard. I give so much of myself, and one would never know just how much that is unless they followed me (and my wallet). I can honestly say that I might even be in a better place financially for me and my son if I didn't love the way I do. Not to say that I regret doing the things that I do for people. But I know deep down that if I saved all the money shelled out to help friends and loved ones I might be able to maintain a decent lifestyle.
And I can't even begin to measure the emotions I deal out in all relationships. When I cry I don't just cry for myself, I cry for those around me who are hurting and suffering. I can never know someone else's pain because it is not mine, but I can imagine. And when I imagine, I feel. And when I feel, I hurt. And this is what keeps me doing what I do.
And when I think of the struggle of our people, particularly our black men, I hurt. I hurt for those going through the struggle now. I hurt for our children who will have to face the struggle later in life. And I know that abandoning my black man will not fix the pain. I want to be there to cry with him and for him when the chips are down. And though the problems, attitudes, and thought processes of the world may sometimes put a strain on our love, I will fight to ensure it does not take us down. I may get a little snappy at times but I am still always right there holding my hand out to help when I can. To show him my love...ALWAYS.