How to date, mate and relate. Mixing race, culture and creed.
Just have to brag, because Maxi Me is sooooo gorgeous. Thank the lawd for new acne-fighting technology, because she looks 10x better than I did at that age. She went stag, because, well, she’s 14. I’m sure we’ll be cleaning the guns in front of her perspective dates soon enough, though.
This couple is so stinkin’ cute!
Sometimes the branches of a family tree can cross and twist in ways that we may not ever imagine.
This is by far the most bizarre post I’ve received so far, but with reports from war-torn Blackistan coming out daily, I can’t say I’m surprised. I also have to admit that I have absolutely NO IDEA how to help this poor girl, but the least that I can do is post it to see if any of you have anything to lend. The writer understands this story is fantastic, so she agreed to post a photo of herself along with the email to prove she’s real.
So…here it is.
It’s August 30 and there’s only 117 days until me and The Hubster drain the coffers almost completely bare.
The numbers of biracial children are increasing, and we’re front and center in making that happen.
Read one woman’s story about how her family-full-of-bigots ran her man right out of her life.
This news release came in my inbox this morning, and I though it was significant enough to share it here in it’s entirety. What I find ironic is decades ago, it was high-income people who led the trends for marrying less and divorcing more. Poor people were aghast by them…remember? Then for a variety of reasons, it seems that the trend trickled down, but then more educated folks realized that single parenting and divorce ain’t the business, but poor people don’t seem to have gotten the memo.
“As long as Black women continue to accept their subordinate status in the Black community, Black people will continue their descent into the gutter. Any community that is too foolish to listen to the voices of the women is doomed for failure. I learned the hard way that being a Race Woman has a high price and I cannot afford to do so any longer. No longer will I defend the actions of men who do not give a rat’s ass about women who look like me or my daughters.”
“I did not guard the cave and protect my tribe, not even when given a stage and a microphone. I put my need to avoid embarrassment and to gain the approval of strangers ahead of my family, revealing a shameful lack of character.”
Oh. My. Gosh. Take a look at the percentage of black out-of-wedlock births. Your mind will explode.
How do you answer when someone asks, “Is that your baby?”