Does this really need to be explained?
Some would think so…well, for those who are wondering, here’s why the majority of Black women prefer Black men: Black men are the only equals for Black women. A Black man was the first man. In the image of God…man was created. He was the first father. Black men are what their fathers are. All women want to marry that which mirrors them.
In my wildest dreams, I never thought there would be day when any Black person would have to qualify their reason as to why they do what should come natural to all, to love one another, fall in love, and marry.
The state of condition in this country is such that white people are now concerned that we are marrying each other–and not them. Huh? Thus, the arrogant white controlled media has seemingly created an attitude in the public’s mind that for some reason, it is necessary to divide and conquer Black love, by insulting and hurting us with perceptions and racist preconceptions of ourselves, thus, creating a false image of our community.
There have been books, talk shows, movies, magazines, and even reality shows that try to instigate some type of war between Black men and women. But why? Why is our community being targeted by such bigotry and ignorance? Better yet, why are so many Black men and women spreading the misinformation and responding with counterintuitive actions against their own people. Who’s reality are you living?
I’ve thought about this and I can only say that the most powerful image I have are of Black men and women in love, who stand with one another, and are a dynamic force for our people. There’s just something very powerful about a Black man and woman who love each other, and walk boldly together. The vibes one gets from them is just beyond words. It’s a beautiful thing. Black love is the truest energy and it impacts everything around it.
Let me be even more clear, Black men in love with strong Black women scare the hell out of racist white males and weak white women. They hate Black people but out of some type of pathological sickness, take pleasure in exploiting the negative in our community, at any length, the most passionate being, to attack us where we’re most vulnerable to them: many Black people having terrible self-hatred and feelings of inferiority and insecurity, to the degree, promoting white supremacy through interracial coupling extends this ethos even more, with the intent to divide us, weaken us, and neutralize all Black nationalist agendas to advance the race as a whole.
This appears to be working in 2014, but not all of us are falling for this psychological tactic.
Black women in particular, are not believing that every Black man on this planet hates them. I for one, have never been ignored by Black men–I get approached almost daily, however, it’s not for attention that I prefer Black men, to me, they just are the most sexy, intelligent, cool, strong, creative, well-built, funniest, clever men I’ve ever encountered. I can’t imagine not being attracted to them. All of my life, I’ve loved Black men. Even when I was a little girl, I just loved to look at them. They made me feel secure, and protected.
“According to Howard University researcher Ivory A. Toldson, 88 percent of married African-American men – of all education and income levels – marry Black women. Most rich and successful Black men do not choose to marry outside of their race: 83 percent of six-figure-earning brothers and 85 percent of college educated African-American men find a Black woman to call his wife, reported Toldson.”
I grew up in a community where some of the finest Black men and women lived in Chicago. The images I saw were positive. Black men were chasing Black women every single day. All I saw were brothers literally getting into car accidents–breaking their necks as they hollered out of their Cadillac’s, Lincolns, Regal’s, Monte-Carlos with the gansta white walls, at the Foxes, Babes, Brown Sugar, and Sexy Mamas that were coming from every direction. Black love was a good thing.
And when I decided to create this blog, it was done with the intent of promoting this along with definitive values of family and community within our culture.
Honestly, I shake my head at the comments that I’ve witnessed online regarding who we are as a people, but when you become what your enemy wants you to be, you have been completely conquered, and your mind entrapped by a lie.
To be or not to be…Shakespeare posed the question, well for me, Black love is a the most revolutionary act, and this Black woman is leading the cause without apology.