Oh Brothers, Where Art Thou?
Where have all the good black men gone?
I've been pretty introspective lately, trying to figure out why I don't have a man. Not that I cry myself to sleep every night over it, but a girl's gotta wonder. On the other hand, I also think I know the reason and I'm comfortable with it.
I mean, I've got many, MANY male friends that I love to talk to and hang out with. But that's it, they're friends. They're not even guys I've slept with or shared a make-out session (my specialty) with. They're my homies, strictly platonic. I love them all dearly and would do anything for them.
See, when I'm interested in a guy, I'm very straightforward. There are no conflicting emotions or mixed signals. I lay it out for the dude to play it out, but I'm starting to see it more as a negative than a positive. When Martini said that whole thing about me making a guy submit, he basically called me a beast. And now I kinda see what he did. My forwardness, which ALL my friends tell me is a problem, scares men. That's why my best boyfriend and I always argued, but we also communicated. It was when that stopped that we broke up.
Wow, speaking of exes, word on the street is my ex, Fabrice, who's currently dating my old college roommate, friend and teammate, is planning to move out here to the ATL. I'm not one for rumors (anymore), so I called the guy to find out the scoop. Something weird happened, so I didn't get to talk to him but rest assured, I WILL know by the end of the week cuz I can't deal with that kind of nonsense.
Anyway, back to the search for a good black man. I need to know why I look to white guys and praise other races before I think to even look in my own backyard. The best person I dated, the one I was lusting after, was white. The HOT and SEXY guy I met last week at Shout, was white. In my 5 man arsenal, the man that has been #1 and my husband for like the past 6 years running: Eminem, a white guy. Right behind him, my boyfriend, Justin Timberlake. I mean, in times when we're losing our brothers to jail, white chicks and other black men, you would think the pressure would be on the sisters to step it up and make sure they keep their men. Um, apparently not me.
My friend Jeff told me the other night that black women were outdated and out of style, which almost pissed me off, but I let him rock and asked him to explain. He said it wasn't cool to have a black chick on your arm anymore. Though I wasn't sure if he said it for shock value, just to piss me off or if he really meant it, it made me think. Was that why there was such a shortage of brothers checkin' for sisters nowadays? Do black guys see other black women and decide we're not "worth the hassle?"
What happened to the days of "You're All I Need?" If you keep it real with me, I'll keep it real with you. Are brothers so sensitive now, they can't deal when a woman keeps it real? Or would they rather have a snow bunny that bends to their every whim? See, black women may make it tough in the beginning, but once you've gotten past all that, her dedication to you will never end. Once a black woman is in love, Jesus Christ himself couldn't tell her that her man wasn't right for her.
I'm just wondering where all the good black men out there are, cuz I know they're not in the club, not in the gym and not EVEN at church. So again I ask, oh brothers, where art thou?
I've been pretty introspective lately, trying to figure out why I don't have a man. Not that I cry myself to sleep every night over it, but a girl's gotta wonder. On the other hand, I also think I know the reason and I'm comfortable with it.
I mean, I've got many, MANY male friends that I love to talk to and hang out with. But that's it, they're friends. They're not even guys I've slept with or shared a make-out session (my specialty) with. They're my homies, strictly platonic. I love them all dearly and would do anything for them.
See, when I'm interested in a guy, I'm very straightforward. There are no conflicting emotions or mixed signals. I lay it out for the dude to play it out, but I'm starting to see it more as a negative than a positive. When Martini said that whole thing about me making a guy submit, he basically called me a beast. And now I kinda see what he did. My forwardness, which ALL my friends tell me is a problem, scares men. That's why my best boyfriend and I always argued, but we also communicated. It was when that stopped that we broke up.
Wow, speaking of exes, word on the street is my ex, Fabrice, who's currently dating my old college roommate, friend and teammate, is planning to move out here to the ATL. I'm not one for rumors (anymore), so I called the guy to find out the scoop. Something weird happened, so I didn't get to talk to him but rest assured, I WILL know by the end of the week cuz I can't deal with that kind of nonsense.
Anyway, back to the search for a good black man. I need to know why I look to white guys and praise other races before I think to even look in my own backyard. The best person I dated, the one I was lusting after, was white. The HOT and SEXY guy I met last week at Shout, was white. In my 5 man arsenal, the man that has been #1 and my husband for like the past 6 years running: Eminem, a white guy. Right behind him, my boyfriend, Justin Timberlake. I mean, in times when we're losing our brothers to jail, white chicks and other black men, you would think the pressure would be on the sisters to step it up and make sure they keep their men. Um, apparently not me.
My friend Jeff told me the other night that black women were outdated and out of style, which almost pissed me off, but I let him rock and asked him to explain. He said it wasn't cool to have a black chick on your arm anymore. Though I wasn't sure if he said it for shock value, just to piss me off or if he really meant it, it made me think. Was that why there was such a shortage of brothers checkin' for sisters nowadays? Do black guys see other black women and decide we're not "worth the hassle?"
What happened to the days of "You're All I Need?" If you keep it real with me, I'll keep it real with you. Are brothers so sensitive now, they can't deal when a woman keeps it real? Or would they rather have a snow bunny that bends to their every whim? See, black women may make it tough in the beginning, but once you've gotten past all that, her dedication to you will never end. Once a black woman is in love, Jesus Christ himself couldn't tell her that her man wasn't right for her.
I'm just wondering where all the good black men out there are, cuz I know they're not in the club, not in the gym and not EVEN at church. So again I ask, oh brothers, where art thou?
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