I liked this "article" (I have no idea if its a real article or not, but who gives a fuck) so I'm reposting it. And since I found it on a message board, I can't credit the original author since I don't know who that is...But I would if I could...
Black women aren't getting married at the same rate as other women, and they still manage to keep breathing. My brothers, doesn’t this make you all want to get your shit together? Really? They keep breathing! That’s acceptable to y’all?
As someone who deals with black men exclusively, and remains fiercely devoted, I feel I’m qualified enough to say that y’all better straighten the hell up. While the idea that 70 percent of women out there don’t have a ring on their finger is indeed interesting, it’s also not all that surprising since these women have tried for so long to stick with you all even when it was clear that they should not. Here's a suggestion for these women:
Sisters, date non-black men.
Brothers cannot possibly be worth all this struggle when this world is filled with good men of various races. To my brothers, a white woman can have yo' ass. If they don't want you either, maybe you can spend that free time getting some degrees, avoiding STDs and baby mamas, staying out of jail, or improving your financial situation.
Women can read all the statistics they want. Consult their toy psychologists and armchair sociologists. The fact remains that the articles they read are typically one-sided and ill-advised. They would do better to just be who they are and hope to find a man (regardless of his race) who can love them for that. They all went to school and learned how to become lawyers, doctors, and business women, but seemingly forgot their worth. They can't continue to let these articles written by urban Dr. Freuds get them down. They do, though so what gives?
Let me ask the fellas, those who, like these women, are single or dating a scrub and can't seem to understand why. What do black men need to do in order to change the way black women feel about them? Here are a few of my suggestions. Brothers and sisters, feel free to add your own in the comments section.
1) Get some new best friends: Enough with Pookie from 5th grade who can't keep a job for longer than 3 months. Fuck that dude. Whatever happened to "birds of a feather"? Women look at you with his broke ass and know you're two shifts away from shiftless yourself. He may play a mean hand of Spades and a fierce Madden, but he's a pimple on the butt of society. Change your circle or you may find yourself having to date Pookie. Go watch Brokeback Mountain, and wake the hell up. Butt sex hurts.
2) Quit listening to rap: Men are letting these songs go to their head. Those lyrics you quote weren’t made with you in mind. You are not a millionaire, and you really aren't even sure how to pronounce the word "Maybach", let alone how to drive one. Stop acting like you have options that you don't. You barely make minimum wage, and you just moved out of your grandma's garage. Date like it
.
3) Surprise ME: Call me high maintenance, but can we change up our routine sometimes? Can I have cheese just once on my happy meal burger? I don't complain that you can't afford to fly me around the world, but shit, every once in a while, I’d like you to remind me that you know I'm not Pookie. It's not even about money. You could just call me in the middle of the day to say you were thinking about me. Wash some dishes just because they were there. Damn.
4) Compliment my interest: Ask me about my day without me always having to bring it up. Would it kill you to ask me about the bitch I work with all day? Or, ask me to catch a game with you instead of asking me to toss you a beer. You'll mess around and get a beer tossed at your head.
5) Don’t raise your voice at me: This is not to say if you do decide to yell at me, I’ll leave you. It is to say, however, that I will stare at you like you are some newly discovered life on Mars if you do yell. It also means I will remember this and bring it up at random moments to win any argument. Violence is not the answer, but bringing up old shit to win an argument is always a way to go. When you're trying to decide if you should yell at me, weigh it out like this: If you wouldn’t cook your own dinner and end up sleeping in your grandma's garage again over it, then I don’t want to hear you yelling at me about it.
Anybody got any thoughts?
As someone who deals with black men exclusively, and remains fiercely devoted, I feel I’m qualified enough to say that y’all better straighten the hell up. While the idea that 70 percent of women out there don’t have a ring on their finger is indeed interesting, it’s also not all that surprising since these women have tried for so long to stick with you all even when it was clear that they should not. Here's a suggestion for these women:
Sisters, date non-black men.
Brothers cannot possibly be worth all this struggle when this world is filled with good men of various races. To my brothers, a white woman can have yo' ass. If they don't want you either, maybe you can spend that free time getting some degrees, avoiding STDs and baby mamas, staying out of jail, or improving your financial situation.
Women can read all the statistics they want. Consult their toy psychologists and armchair sociologists. The fact remains that the articles they read are typically one-sided and ill-advised. They would do better to just be who they are and hope to find a man (regardless of his race) who can love them for that. They all went to school and learned how to become lawyers, doctors, and business women, but seemingly forgot their worth. They can't continue to let these articles written by urban Dr. Freuds get them down. They do, though so what gives?
Let me ask the fellas, those who, like these women, are single or dating a scrub and can't seem to understand why. What do black men need to do in order to change the way black women feel about them? Here are a few of my suggestions. Brothers and sisters, feel free to add your own in the comments section.
1) Get some new best friends: Enough with Pookie from 5th grade who can't keep a job for longer than 3 months. Fuck that dude. Whatever happened to "birds of a feather"? Women look at you with his broke ass and know you're two shifts away from shiftless yourself. He may play a mean hand of Spades and a fierce Madden, but he's a pimple on the butt of society. Change your circle or you may find yourself having to date Pookie. Go watch Brokeback Mountain, and wake the hell up. Butt sex hurts.
2) Quit listening to rap: Men are letting these songs go to their head. Those lyrics you quote weren’t made with you in mind. You are not a millionaire, and you really aren't even sure how to pronounce the word "Maybach", let alone how to drive one. Stop acting like you have options that you don't. You barely make minimum wage, and you just moved out of your grandma's garage. Date like it
.
3) Surprise ME: Call me high maintenance, but can we change up our routine sometimes? Can I have cheese just once on my happy meal burger? I don't complain that you can't afford to fly me around the world, but shit, every once in a while, I’d like you to remind me that you know I'm not Pookie. It's not even about money. You could just call me in the middle of the day to say you were thinking about me. Wash some dishes just because they were there. Damn.
4) Compliment my interest: Ask me about my day without me always having to bring it up. Would it kill you to ask me about the bitch I work with all day? Or, ask me to catch a game with you instead of asking me to toss you a beer. You'll mess around and get a beer tossed at your head.
5) Don’t raise your voice at me: This is not to say if you do decide to yell at me, I’ll leave you. It is to say, however, that I will stare at you like you are some newly discovered life on Mars if you do yell. It also means I will remember this and bring it up at random moments to win any argument. Violence is not the answer, but bringing up old shit to win an argument is always a way to go. When you're trying to decide if you should yell at me, weigh it out like this: If you wouldn’t cook your own dinner and end up sleeping in your grandma's garage again over it, then I don’t want to hear you yelling at me about it.
Anybody got any thoughts?
1 comments:
i'm gonna say boo first...
but seriously, stop messing with these sorry ass dudes... not you, but all the black women that feel slighted. once yall (they) step up their game, the dudes will have to respond in kind.... or something like that. I could go on, but I digress... anyway, you know i got your back love...
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