I think that, as we grow older and expand our awareness of things outside of the boundaries of race, we tend to place less value on things like this. I’ve been fortunate enough to be able to duck my head into various windows in my life and see things for what they are on the inside. This is probably why I’ve never truly been fazed by the racial identities of the women I’ve dated in the past. The more you realize what life is, and the more you understand that the “human” enemy is more of a threat to our existence than any other enemy, the less you are concerned with shit like your girl’s inability to boil chit’lins just the way your grandmama did.

Right this minute, I’m involved with a very special woman who happens to be—can you guess?—white. I’m well aware of the theories that surround a decision like this—“remember me? Your soul sister?” “These white b---hes are taking all the good brothers from us.” “He’s only with her because she won’t put a foot in his ass like a good black woman will…” Let’s just relax on this crap for a second. If your mind is restricted to the limiting philosophies and politics of “human” society, then these are things you may say or believe. I don’t feel a need to defend my choice, because I honestly believe that some things mean just a liiiiitle bit more in this world.

Will I get harassed? Will I get beat down in Bensonhurst? Who knows? Who cares? Do you care about the right things? Are you trying to free your mind? Are you disgusted? Do you speak in whispers of disgust because I found love in your subconscious archnemesis? Get off that shit…I swear to God, man


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