Yet there’s a whole genre of journalism and first-person essays based on Black men talking about their experiences dating White women. ” I ask, pulling back instinctively to just hold the tips of her fingers. Also on a logistical level the fact they talked for weeks before he asked her this question just seems implausible.
They’re long, in-depth analyses of the writers’ psyches and most usually provide for why the Black men have been interested in dating White women in the first place. I don’t care how many private schools you went to or how many “Black women weren’t ever too interested in me” stories you have. The headline for the story is “Interracial Dating While Black, or How to Manage Your Girlfriend’s White Guilt,” but it’s really another tale of a Black man working through his own issues with dating a White woman, with a “wow some White people be WOKE, dog” glaze baked into the crust*. Hell, the first time I kissed a White woman, I went home convincing myself she just problem than anything else.
I’ve been writing (mostly mediocre) articles on these here Internets pretty much every day for the past six years.
I’ve written hundreds of articles about anything from my favorite cereal to a pair of shoes I bought when I was 11.
I’ve written thousands of words on professional wrestling and once wrote a magnum opus on “The Dougie.” Yet I’ve never been compelled to write about my experiences dating White women (or any women for that matter). For those interested or for those who haven’t read the many (many) agonizing articles about the process, here goes my analysis based on the handful of White women I dated: White women are women.
The relationships weren’t great mostly because my dating history is full of bad experiences.
There were awkward moments based on race and cultural differences (one ex’s cousin liked using the N-word and I’m sure another ex was just acting out some weird Mandingo fetish thing).
But I definitely wouldn’t say my experiences dating White women created stories that were vastly more awkward or uncomfortable than the stories I have about dating any other women. There’s no way I could find a thousand words to write about what dating a White woman did to my soul or what it meant for me as a Black man to date White women.Mostly the big takeaway I have from my dating life is that women are cra-*loses signal*. My answer for why I’ve dated certain White women is pretty much the same for why I’ve dated any other women: “I liked her at the time and I wanted to be with her.” The end.And, really, that should probably the an approximation of most answers people give for why they date another human. I hate to point out one writer but I have to mention this seemingly fan fictionalized tale of a Black man who started dating a White woman who was apparently “woke” that was on It features such tidbits as: “So what do you do for work? “But I also help them with their internalized racism.” She doesn’t sound like a real person, and if she is then she sounds like the most fake woke pretentious person of all time.But there some things we should probably just address with some sort of counselor before engaging in The problem is a lot of these discussions aren’t bringing anything new to the table.Yes, I get it some White people stare at you when you’re with your White bae. I know it sucks to deal with, but chances are they’re going to stare at you with or without a White woman and find some reason to stare at you because racism is always gonna racism.And I know you probably feel like Black women are judging you for bringing White women to Golden Corral with you (Spoiler: it’s most likely your own imagination, insecurity and reruns on TBS manifesting itself in the side eyes and neck rolls you think you’re seeing)(Also, it’s funny how these stories are usually written by men who just can’t help but throw Black women under a bus in some way)(Funny how that works). Or are you still trying to work out your own insecurities about whatever number of things are bothering you about your preference in women?