'Why I Prefer Black Men': A White Woman's Story

White men are expected to have higher expectations than Black men. This just do not pertain to the fallacies of women, it also has a connection to quality of life. Is that not obvious with the white women who indulge themselves in body alterations!? The number one complaint....or rather vacuous assertions; are white men's standards of beauty.

White women are taken aback when black men such as myself esteem nothing lower. Why are they surprised!? Why do they get in a defensive rage of duality!? Lesser black men are also taken aback....applying their senses to the situation instead of looking outward. This is the politics of skin.

 

I have to claim ignorance in this instance. I've never encountered things like this, so you'll have to educate me.

 

This couldn't be more obvious in this site.

 

how dare anyone "prefer" a black man, the blackness has no magic!!

ha ha ha, just kidding, copying a silly response from another poster

 

That's as may be, but when I see a tall and elegant black man with shiningly healthy skin throw his head back and laugh to show me a set of gleaming white teeth, my heart goes ba-BOOM!

Dis is the magic.

 

With each added preferable 'black' trait Bakos's article becomes more and more racial...and unashamedly so. You can almost forget she wants you to be tall and handsome and successfull as well, preference for black is the article's only selling point, and the author knows it.
If the article was written in the same tone, about how and why she preffered white men and all the preferable traits they had in comparison, the racism would perhaps be more obvious to members of this board. It should send alarm bells ringing if it wasnt for the flattery...people who use such racist rhetoric generally have an axe to grind. So what would a forty-something Jewish feminist have against white men? The mind can only boggle.
Her critique at times sounds like resentful projection, much of the article can easily apply to middle-aged white women as well as middle-aged white men:
White women over 40 like me have lost our waistlines and our zest for life-if we ever had it. We carry resentments, grudges and extra pounds in our basketball bellies. Perhaps a good part of that bloat is unhappiness. Even the thin ones look flabby somehow and deeply aggrieved. We nurse the smallest perceived slight longer than our double shots of Scotch. Surely our culture as much as biology turns us into softer, spongier, less-interesting versions of our youthful selves just at the point where young women and black women and other minorities are emerging strong. Society overvalues the white woman, leaving her angry and bitter when she realizes, around age 40, that she’s not all that. With the exception of some Italians, I don’t find aged white women like myself live up to our youthful hype anymore.
Im not saying that a woman cant prefer black men without being racist, but too often the issue seems to be more about hating white men, and this is not a healthy scenario for anyone involved. On message boards perhaps this shouldnt be taken seriously, however, the reality is a little different.