Race...Lets talk about it....

Let me start out by saying I could absolutely give two fucks about what race you belong too.  You obviously know that I am a Black. My race is clearly posted in the title of this blog and my picture is posted on my Intro page.  No secrets, full disclosure right?

     I wrote a piece earlier in the week where I talked about what I look for initially when I meet a boy (usually on the internet); its things like mindset, attitude, I listen carefully to the questions he asks…I can do all of this without seeing a picture or knowing what anything about him because if those initial things don’t suit my needs I automatically know that he won’t work for my household.  I say all of this just to emphasize the point that I don’t care what race you are...to me you are a slave prospect, nothing more nothing less.

     Now with that said I am also not naïve enough to know that people have preferences in what they like or dislike.  This is perfectly fine with me as well.  I see profiles on dating apps all the time that say “not into black guys” or “white boys not my thing” and that’s fine by me.  I actually appreciate the information because these people can immediately go on my block list and I can move on and not have to see them.  No harm done.  I haven’t wasted my time.

     The problems with race start to happen when people begin to sexualize stereotypes about a certain race. For instance, it is ok to have a preference for Black men. There are a myriad of reasons you may have that preference, but when you only have that preference because you think Black men have a Big Black Cock, then you have crossed the line from preference into racist. 

     I experience this on almost any day that I am online on the dating apps. Most times it happens about the 3^rd message into a conversation. It goes something like this, Them: Hey Me: What’s Up Them: Horny Me: OK Them: How big is your cock?

Now at this point I am at a crossroad. I can answer truthfully, not at all, make up a large number, or make up a small number. I have conducted my own unscientific experiments by trying all 4 options.  If I give a crazy large number the conversation goes on and on and invariably they are willing to come meet me (this complete stranger) to get a dick that they probably can’t take anyway. [As a quick side note, last night an 18 year old virgin was concerned about my dick size and said he wanted a Big Black Cock. LOL. I told him he wouldn’t be able to take it anyway, then I would just be pissed. But of course my satisfaction wasn’t of concern to this boy, as he was only interested in BBC (probably some shit he seen in a video).] If I give a smaller number than what they are expecting (which may still be the size of an average penis) usually the conversation is over.

So what these people have is a fetish based off of a stereotype. They could fucking care less about me, or my life, or getting to know me.  They are operating on a stereotype that gets them off sexually based on what they think the size of a certain races dick should be.

Now, before you accuse me singling out white people for fetishizing Blacks, it also happens in other races as well and it is just as stupid and racist on their part.  I have heard Blacks say let’s go get a white boy, whites are nasty they will do anything or the belief that a white boy has money and will pay for this or that.  It happens both ways.

My point is like who you like, love who you love, just know that when you turn a stereotype into the reason why you like a particular group you are walking a fine line, a line that can easily cross into an area in which you didn’t intend to be.

Please post your questions or comments on this topic.  I would love to facilitate a positive discussion that may benefit everyone.

MD