I'm Tired of Hearing about the "Science" of Snagging a Non-Black Man Share on Tumblr PinExt Im Tired of Hearing about the Science of Snagging a Non Black Man

By Jasmin

My boyfriend is White. That doesn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things, but it is relevant to the topic at hand. Contrary to popular belief, I didn’t have to use any special powers, pray to Afrodite, or fight with 15 other women on reality television to get him. In fact, I pretty much had no game plan at all (hey, I like the fellas to chase me icon wink Im Tired of Hearing about the Science of Snagging a Non Black Man ). We talked, we clicked, bada bing, we’re together.

Unpopular opinion: I don’t think the fact that my boyfriend is White makes me “special”. I’m not astounded at the fact that he picked “little ol’ (obviously) Black me” when he could have a White or an Asian girl. And I definitely don’t feel “grateful” that we beat the race relations odds and made a good match. But, according to some, I should feel all that and more–and it pisses me off.

The promotion of interracial relationships in the blogosphere can be a positive thing, because forward-thinking technology seems like as good a place as any to promote forward-thinking ideals. However, much of the conversation, especially when it deals with Black women/White men relationships, seems to focus on how Black women can snag the elusive White male. People will expound pages and pages of theories on why White men don’t find Black women attractive, where Black women should go to find eligible White men pools, and how Black women can stick it to the Black man, since apparently none of them want us either (unless we are light, bright, and damn-near White). Like the title says, I’m sick of hearing all of this crap because it’s really not that serious.

Men are men. I think they are pretty simple creatures when it comes to bare-bones attraction to a woman, but even if they aren’t, it’s ridiculous to analyze and politicize and categorize ways to get in an interracial relationship, and it irritates me that some people (no need to name names) try to capitalize on some women’s insecurities. It’s like a relationship, online version of “The Secret”–everyone knows that there is no secret!

This topic has been bugging me for awhile, but I’ve been staying out of these kinds of discussions because I always say the same thing, namely that I don’t do anything special to “get” men, and I think most Black women are the same way. So you (you know who you are), stop painting us as these lonely, dried-up spinsters who would jump at the chance to go out with Don Imus. We have better taste, higher standards, and way too much self-respect for that.

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