At least that’s what Cory Alexander Haywood would like for us to believe, because hell, only black men, in all their Mandingo glory are even remotely appealing to people of other races, let him tell it. And black women, with their big lips, kinky hair, and wide thighs are only experiments, and white men don’t want us–hell, NO MEN WANT US. Like many diseased-minded black men, Corey A. Haywood believes black women are good for little more than sperm receptacles. He said as much in his shit-for-brains rant, “The Black Hat: Hey Sisters, Feel Free to Pursue White Men; They Don’t Want You Anyway.” I guess Corey, defeated male that he is, feels the needs to compete with black women over which gender is wanted more by other races.
Here’s what he said:
In essence, sisters, your “white knight” (you know, the blue-eyed landscaper who swept Sanaa Lathan off her feet in “Something New”), doesn’t exist; finding him is simply a figment of your silly imagination. He’ll never marry you, he wants her, the white girl you dream of being (in psychology, they call that self-hate).
With men like Cory held up as “quality” for black women, I’d say we need a whole cavalry of “white knights” to save us from men like him, because in the Blackistan, they are LEGION.
He goes on…
In a perfect world, you would be worth marrying; the kind of woman who, despite race, is worthy of a pedal-stool right next to, or even higher than, Amber’s and Jessica’s. But to the men you seek, you’re nothing more than a social experiment, a walk on the wild side, a phat ass, full-lips and a willing mouth, a way to piss off mommy and daddy back home in Iowa. Being with you “sets them apart” from the other trailer-trash “rednecks” who feed into stereotypes drummed up by the media. European men who date sisters think themselves sophisticated, progressive, inclusive, color-blind, free-loving. But don’t be fooled by that jazz, it’s a mirage. Commitment-material, in their eyes, you aren’t. Hell, my co-worker, a white male, seemingly moral, once told me that black women, and “their dark spots,” look dirty. He obviously doesn’t speak for all non-black men. But in 2013, these remarks raise questions.
“I’ll definitely sleep with one [a black woman],” he continued, uncaring that such talk could spark a riot. “I don’t mind getting behind a nice piece of ass, but I would probably think twice before bringing her home. That’s still not cool where I’m from.”
But let’s examine this little quote, and I’ll break it down with pictures, so the neanderthal can understand.
“Sticks and stones my break my bones, but white men will never, ever, have you.”
Asians wont either,
nor will Hispanics,
or any self-respecting adult male who comes to know you. That’s right sisters, aside from cultural restraint, your rancid demeanor is critical in why they’ll never bring you home to mama or acquaint you with close friends and co-workers; and don’t even dream about walking down the aisle. That crusty, dusty, rusty little finger of yours aint worth it (to them).
So now you have to ask yourself, do you believe your own eyes, or the soul-killing poison Cory is trying to feed you? Make no mistake, ladies. When a man, any man, tells you that you’re ugly, unworthy of provision or protection, and no one wants you, understand that these are classic tactics of an abuser. And what do you do to an abuser? You burn the bed and walk away.
You nothing-but-a-brother women can go on have Corey, your “black kang.” See if he’ll throw you a boner. Can you imagine, that simply because you are a black woman, your only choice for a mate is to convince men like Corey that you’re worth pissing on if you were on fire?! Thank the gods all the ladies here know that’s a big, fat lie. It’s men like Corey that motivated me to write SWIRLING.
*Aside from the Janet Jackson pic, the photos above are all REAL people found on one single, itty, bitty fan page called, Beyond Black & White.