My apologies in advance. I tried to take the high road, I really did, but this is too ridiculous not to share. I’m blaming it on the pregnancy hormones. Believe it or not, this e-mail resulted from my not unreasonable comment that a black women’s magazine should not be full of articles about black men.
I saw your comments complaining about Black men on “Clutchmagazine’s” site. But when I was led to your website, it all made sense to me when I saw your book — a Black woman hugging a White man.
Some believe love is blind, but to actually write a book with a Black woman hugging a White man on it is a mindset I hope you arrived at responsibly.
In other words, whether you like it or not, White men, in general, are the most racist people on the planet because of our culture of racism. So when a Black woman in 2010 dates, marries, or otherwise, a White man, you have to wonder if she’s engaged in a long process with him about racism?
I doubt it. When White men have the hardest time with race in our society, it makes you wonder what’s going on in the mind of a Black woman who would embrace someone who historically simply doesn’t “get it” when it comes to race because they benefit from racism but still don’t like to talk about it, don’t have to deal with it much, and still whine. There are very few White men who will love not only you, but also your Black father, brothers, and uncles. Thus, his love for you is probably superficial.
It’s no different that wondering why a Black woman would jump into a relationship with a brother who just got out of jail — why hasn’t she done her homework?
I mean, really, how silly is it that a Black woman would write a book about loving her oppressor? So, yes, it’s not hard to figure out why you’re on “Clutchmagazines” back — you have serious issues with Black men. Funny thing is, however, all the Black women that do, usually have a history of bad choices regarding the Black men they’ve dated. And now they’re mad.
I hope your son doesn’t grow up hating himself because you hate Black men, obviously.