It's all about acceptance, and it happens by degrees. As an out and proud black gay man, I sometimes feel twinges: when I see inter-racial couples, when I see a black woman pushing a white baby in a stroller, when I kiss my man in public or hold his hand and display overt same sex affection.A friend told me that the gay equality movement won't be fully successful until we get past what he called the As out and proud as we may be, when we first making acquaintances or dialogue new co-workers, there is that moment when its time to make it clear. " And thats when many of us pause, just a second or two, before we either make it clear or skirt the question. We've come a long way, but we have much further to go. Scott is inspiring, and I think its our sensitivity to these uncomfortable subjects that make us bristle at the thought of having negative reactions to couplings that we all know are as natural as breathing.Any other uses of this image, on Wikipedia or elsewhere, may be copyright infringement.
Although my guess hit the mark, when my friend told me his wife was indeed Caucasian, I felt my spirit...wince. Black women face some difficult circumstances in the dating game, so your reaction to seeing a black man with a white woman is not indicative of you being racist and it does not necessarily constitute a “judgmental” attitude. The context is a history of slavery and deeply embedded stereotypes about black women and men.Although my guess hit the mark, when my friend told me his wife was indeed Caucasian, I felt my spirit My conclusion from what I listened to and read here is she's speaking from a painful, soul-sucking place of black women in the long history of America, and voicing that quiet twinge of "betrayal" that a lot of black women feel when they see a black man with a white women.As much as I like and respect fellow blogger friends who find her statement racist, I must disagree forcefully.During the time of slavery and for more than 100 years after, a black man could be lynched for simply looking at a white woman.
As the daughter of an African-American Air Force serviceman and a white Danish immigrant, I have yet to find a form with an Afro-Viking box.Still, imagine my surprise -- not at the recent headline that interracial marriages are at an all-time high -- but that my marriage is included among them.