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But, and this is just me thinking out loud, with black women leading the pack in obesity in America, we just make it too damn easy for men like Rupert to take shots at us. We walk right into those stereotypes, Doritos and Twinkies in hand. And…AND…she’s 32, walking with a cane. Three-TWO. She is way too young to be that big, I don’t care if she is just five inches shy of seven feet tall.
Imagine this on a Friday afternoon, with only a few hours before the weekend starts, sitting next to a rotund coworker who lets off stinky, sulfuric farts at least nine times a day. How gross would that be?
Hey Kimmie,
I heard you were knocked up a couple days ago when your boo of only eight months, Kanye West, announced that his 5,000+ audience pay homage to his “baby mama.” I’m assuming he gave that title to you, as you are the carrier of the Kanye spawn…
Every time I see a white woman with a black man, I must admit I get a little jealous. Not because I want her man, but because I wish it were just as easy for me to date interracially so my mind began to wonder: why is that? Why is it easier for black males to pursue IR than their female counterparts? Why or how are non-black females more easily able to pursue relationships with men outside their race than black women? It’s got to be more than a European standard of beauty.
This morning I got wind of yet another ratchety reality show, this one centering on the misadventures of a black male seed-spreader with 10 baby mamas and 11 children. Frankly, I’m surprised it took Hollywood this long to poke fun of and put on display the dysfunction that is rampant in the black community, with fatherless children pissed as hell and black women who think they have no other options for a family than to become brood mares for non-committal partners.
Was Caroline Wozniacki being racist when impersonating Serena Williams? How should Williams have responded?
Even if I were to believe that all men were sexual-harassing creeps at heart, why would I accept this as a reality that is not worth changing? Clearly something needs to give somewhere.
Did I just hear Bill Handel say “elementary school,” like, with young kids, like…babies? Killed?
Although, it is mainly prevalent among teenagers, according to overcomingcyberbullying.com, adult women are reporting “adult groups dedicated to harassing and defaming other as well, along with websites created specifically to make fun of and demean individuals.
Recently, I was on location at the A.M.E. Zion Church on the Hill in Harlem to attend a panel discussion and film screening of the “Souls of Black Girls.” Negative media representation of black females and other women of color is nothing new to the BB&W community, but this news documentary was very refreshing in that opened doors to the minds of younger girls and teenagers and their critique of the media.
What a clusterphuck for Nahla, who I sure saw the whole thing and watched in horror.
After a weekend of fun in San Jose and Big Sur, a friend drops me off at the Oakland airport. All the flights out of San Jose and San Francisco were sold out, so flying home from Oakland was my only option. I take my roller bag to the curbside check-in and wait, taking the opportunity to think about the upcoming workweek. A tall, twenty-something black male, working as a baggage handler, walks past me. I can feel him looking at me.
Some of the very women we are attracted to and want to love are placing restrictions of how we express that love and how we talk about our attraction? What gives? Why can’t I say you’re beautiful?
Ready for a trip to bizarro land? Hop onboard the crazy sex scandal express…conductor General Petraeus has a seat waiting for you…