I associate the word marriage with religion and since I also support a separation of church and state, I see nothing wrong with allowing religious institutions to retain final authority over the word marriage while the state only officially recognizes civil unions. But…
Is his ex a nutcase? Say, “Hello BabyMama Drama!” if you choose to get involved with him.
Take a stroll in any inner-city neighborhood: On any given afternoon, you will see groups of able-bodied young men lounging carelessly on street corners, smoking marijuana boldly on street corners bragging about their bitches, whores and baby mammas. Although these young men show clear shiftless tendencies, throngs of ride or die chicks, sometimes with several children in tow surround them, taking loudly while dressed in pajama bottoms and dingy white wife-beaters complete with the proverbial head scarf.
I realize just how many books I have read about white women who led promiscuous lives throughout their college years or early twenties and yet still managed to marry a Nice Guy, eventually. After all of their promiscuity, drug addictions, divorces, and abortions these women were still able to find a Nice Guy to settle down with, marry, have kids, and live The Life.
But what about black women?
Good question, Jamila. Gooood question.
His smile was pure sunshine. He was my dad, and he died one year ago today.
When I was eight years old, I asked him how he would react if I ever married someone white. What should I expect his answer to be? This man was a share cropper’s son. He was born in the 1920′s, and even as a full-grown man, he was obliged to answer respectfully when a white man called him “boy.”
In truth, my question was more dare than earnest inquiry—the silly “what-ifs” children ask to rile their parents. But it’s not what he said that resonated most–though I’ll get to that later–it was how he dealt with bigotry throughout his entire life.
In a way Newt is correct: A hand-up is always better than a hand-out. On the other hand Mr. Gingrich is speaking as if black people don’t want jobs, as if black folks don’t want the dignity of earning an honest paycheck but would instead prefer the dole. Clearly, there are some black people that actually are lazy but they are by no means a majority of black people.
I will soon be one of those annoying friends who breaks out photos of five years of plants growing. Just nod and be polite, umkay?
Last week, writer Angela Stanley wrote a piece for the New York Times about how the widely known and widely negative statistic that 70% of black women never marry is simply not true. The majority of them do marry. Eventually. Maybe when they’re 30, 40, or 50. And their eggs are shriveled into dust balls. Yes, they marry, right around the time when Greg, Leroy or Ray-Ray laid claim to the very last freak train and is now the joke of the club.
Well, it was funny hanging with my better-looking, taller and skinnier clone. We pigged out at PF Changs before we saw Breaking Dawn, and…wow. This was a pic taken before I was ready to put the gun in my mouth. Ah…the bliss of ignorance… Sorry Twilight fans. Share on Facebook
Take a read at what’s been going on in the Barnett household since Ivan. Find out what Alex thinks of fatherhood, assigning (or not) a race to his son, and what the heck a Pigamoose is.