Before I begin, let me share some statistics
- “…black men are seven times more likely than white men to be incarcerated and twice as likely to be unemployed.” – USA Today
- “…American black women are among the least likely to marry.”
- In 2004, 26.5% of black males ages 18 to 24 were enrolled in college versus 36.5% of black women that age…” American Council on Education
- Nearly three quarters of the 403,000 black-white couples in 2006 involved black husbands.
- According to USA Today, in America 6% of marriages are interracial; in 1970, it was less than 1%.
- A Gallup Poll on interracial dating in June 2005 reported that 95% of 18- to 29-year-olds approve of blacks and whites dating. About 60% of that age group said they have dated someone of a different race.
- 22 percent of Asian-American women have a non-Asian husband while only nine percent of Asian husbands have non-Asian wives
- Currently, six percent of black husbands are in an interracial marriage, compared to only two percent of black wives.
- Fourteen percent of black men who are cohabiting without marriage have a white woman living with them (Sidebar: DANG! They can even get them to move in with them!)
- Slightly less than 18 percent of Hispanic wives are wed to non-Hispanics husbands, and a little over 15 percent of Hispanic husbands have non-Hispanic wives (Sidebar: Probably white).
- 86 percent of black-asian couples consisted of a black husband and an Asian wife.
- The higher the social status of the black woman the less likely she is to ever marry.
Now while I understand that statistics can be manipulated to suit any purpose, you can’t disagree with what anecdotaly you know/see for yourself.
While I’m not necessarily advocating you MUST marry interracially, what I am saying is WHY NOT? If what you want in life is to be a wife, mother, partner to someone who loves, respects and honors you, what difference does that make if they are white, Asian, Native American? Why are we holding out for a pick from a dating pool that is slowly becoming a dating puddle and may soon dry up while we’re looking out on the horizon for our Black knight in a shiny car.
I can attest that I’ve dated white, Asian and OTHER, if I so chose, because that’s who made me happy. Shoot! I dated a white guy in the ATL. Now if that ain’t controversy, then I don’t know what is. But he was a sweetie and he introduced me to the best garlic butter buns at this Italian restaurant in Gwinnett county! And I married Black. But I digress. The point is….even in the midst of an ocean with all that water, you still can’t drink it…so why not take a glass of “drinkable” water if it’s offered to you?
If a man is in a situation where he is surround by the white sands of Hawaii and not the black sands of Negril, do you think that will stop him from going to “the beach”? So why does it stop us from taking a dip?
I’ve heard it stated even more pragmatically. “…[B]lack women deserve to be happy to and need to drop their racialism and take men of other races seriously, because God did not guarantee them a black man….Get in where you fit in.” I don’t think I could have said it better myself. Now it’s your turn to think about it.