A Toast to Interracial Dating

Some more thoughts on Interracial Dating:

The following year, 2010, I read this quote from John Mayer and it got me thinking about y matchmaker experience and examining overall the interracial landscape in Atlanta and how it feels to be a single sista who just wants to date without reference to color. It was hard to be in that space.

PLAYBOY: Do black women throw themselves at you?

MAYER: I don’t think I open myself to it. My dick is sort of like a white supremacist. I’ve got a Benetton heart and a fuckin’ David Duke cock. I’m going to start dating separately from my dick.

Ever since John Mayer made this infamous quote and declared himself (and his world traveled dick) secretly prejudicial, I've been thinking a lot of about this. Honestly, really I do not blame him, I don't hate him. I just think he was expressing his inner most thoughts. And if I may be so bold I would say that he speaks for about 80% of the white men in America. 60% of these men don't even have as much as a Benetton heart and the overall 80% even though they do, don't care as much to even look at a black female. I know this because living in the south I have kind of noticed that there's a preponderance of white males that don't care for black females which is sad because our black men jump at the white females the first chance they get, it's not even an issue with them. So what would you call them a Benetton heart and dick and those that don't, have a Black Panther dick.

It's just upsetting that we live in a society where the colors don't mix, they may get to hang out together (if at all) but they don't mix romantically in anyway. Or they over think it if they want to. I've talked about it so much on here I am beginning to feel like maybe I have a problem because I am African where we are all one color and even if we weren't we are not coated with such blatant prejudices. We have other things to think about.

It's just like in school when you have these anal kids that always have a knack for arranging their crayons in order, the black and grey color pencils on one side and then the oranges and yellow pencils all nicely and neatly arranged on the other. And if you dare, pull one out and put it back in out of order, they would scream to high heavens. That's just the way we live now. We are all nicely and neatly arranged in our social lives and it would be an anomaly for a white male to really, ever really fancy a black female. Then, the black female should not really expect to be picked up by the white male because that rarely ever happens, why, because of his "David Duke like cock." Sad, isn't it.

Sometime in 2009, I know I mentioned it on here, a not so Traditional Matchmaker had rejected me because she didn't have any black male clients who would be interested. What she failed to say all so subtly was, that means her white male clients are not really interested in dating outside their race so she would really have no luck for me in her dating pool. See that, silently echoing John Mayer.

One of my girlfriends, the one who's been trying to convince me to sign onto eHarmony, sent me a note yesterday. Mind you, she claims she is not prejudicial and she loves every color, blah, blah, etc. However, she always has a knack for introducing me to every black guy she meets. It's like here is a black man and I know a black lady so they should get together, like arranging the color pencils in her head. It doesn't work that way. There are other qualities which 2 people should have to be attracted to each other but they really don't matter to them, as long as the two people in question are the same race they should quite frankly get along. Yesterday, she compounded the fact by telling me eHarmony has a Black Enterprise section, thus turning herself into the evil matchmaker lady I had encountered in 2009. At this point, I don't know if I really should continue my friendship with her because clearly she has latent prejudices she is yet to confront. Or maybe I am reading too much to it. The funny thing is if the roles were reversed and she happened to be single I wouldn't introduce her to the first white male I meet. I would ask her her type and connect her based on that. And they always seem to shriek whenever you state that you have a Brad Pitt crush, like he can only be loved by white women. You see...the frustration here.

The sad part is our brothas don't even think twice about dating outside our race, I actually know some that prefer to, saying the sistas have too much drama. Why won't we when we have to face these prejudices every day.

So that's it. I think everyone, every white male and female should ask themselves, is there a part of me that agrees with John Mayer?