What's Wrong with Loving a Black Woman?
A nice little note in response to this bitter, offensive, and degrading article published in the Slate…
Heather, who hurt you, beloved? What significant other isn’t returning your phone calls? Did you get ghosted boo? It’s okay if you did. It happens to all of us. We all have to stop, re-evaluate our past interactions, figure out where we went wrong (or right), process it, and move on. What all of us don’t do is write a trash ass article disrespecting Alexis Ohanian and Serena’s relationship and claiming that their expressions of love are nothing but publicity stunts. That’s what we all don’t do, girl.
Heather, I can’t tell you the rage that your trashy ass article invoked in my body and spirit. I read it and all I could think was: “God forbid that someone actually love a black Woman.” Now before you try to give a half-assed defense of “This is not about race”, let me tell you why you’re full of shit. Do you bring this same pessimistic, suspicious, and downright bitter energy to conversations regarding Ryan Reynolds and Blake Lively? What about John Krazinski and Emily Blunt? David and Victoria Beckham? Kyra Sedgwick and Kevin Bacon? Tom Brady and Giselle? Prince William and Kate Middleton? No, you don’t. You reserved this bitter jealousy for Alexis and Serena, and we will not have it. I said we will not have it oh!
I can see how you’ve got us fucked up. Society constantly tells black women that they don’t deserve to be happy. It’s a never ending struggle for us. We’re bombarded with messages that we’re not worthy of even the smallest joys in life, let alone the pure joy of falling in love. The thought of one of your white kings with money and status being head over heels for Serena, who has constantly been considered to be masculine, is absolutely baffling to you. Is it their love so inconceivable to you in 2018 that you have to develop some conspiracy theory that it’s a public relations act?
Heather, you’re part of the problem. Instead of keeping your head down and moving along, you’re sitting up there like Pepe Silvia in “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia” with a white board and some red string. What kind of voodoo did she put on him? Is it a hostage situation? Blink twice if she’s got you in the white version of the sunken place, Alexis!
I’m here to tell you that it’s none of that. They love each other plain and simple, and there’s nothing wrong with that. I don’t mind their declarations of love to each on social media. I actually quite enjoy them. Serena has put up with so much shit that I find joy in the happiness that she has found with her husband. In fact, I find joy in black women’s happiness wherever we can find it. So what if he took her to Italy because she said she wanted Italian food? You’re just mad that your last date made you go half on the unlimited soup and salad at Olive Garden. So what if he creates encouraging videos, post positive messages, or touts about the accomplishments of his wife. Isn’t that was a husband is supposed to do?
Bottom line Heather, if you won’t bring this same energy to any public relationship that does not involve a black woman, then you’re clearly a racist. And that’s just the facts. Black women deserve love and there’s nothing wrong with any person who decides to love a black woman. Don’t perpetuate that kind of hateful rhetoric. I assume you’re too educated for it, but based upon that article, you know what they say about assumptions...