You are a girl who looks like the world," a friend once told me.
I knew what she meant: My caramel-colored skin and curly hair, the product of a '70s-era marriage between a white Midwestern woman and a black Southern man, marked me as the living embodiment of the triumph of love at the time. And my biracial heritage gave me a vantage point to see the world from different perspectives.
It reminded me of seeing so many successful and powerful black males — politicians, businessmen, entertainers — who appeared alongside lighter-skinned, sometimes white female companions. It wasn't for me, so I either outright rejected black men or begrudgingly went on dates with them only to write them off well before the dessert course arrived.
Caucasian men were another problem: I didn't believe they saw me as a potential romantic partner, given that I knew so few white male/black female couples.
I hadn't yet learned that giving others the benefit of the doubt was an important part of finding love, both from others and within myself.
White women range from those so intrigued by black men that it veers into fetish to those so reluctant to date black men that it feels more racist than preference-driven.
These are generalizations, of course, but they are attitudes that I've personally encountered.
” This is an Actual Problem This is a problem and is becoming more of one.
We can look at marriage statistics, and see that very few marriages are interracial, but the dating scene statistics are less clear.
It is also, as the book asserts, a status symbol for Black men that they got a White girl. Interestingly, I watch the Breakfast Club a lot, which is a Black talk show available on You Tube (I highly recommend it for anyone interested in examining the psychology of Black people), and the female side-host of the show (or whatever you call that, she isn’t really a “co-host”), Angela Yee (who has a Chinese father somehow) is obsessed with asking the male guests, generally rappers and Black actors, if they date White women.