I’m rockin’ wit you, OP…
These cats like to act obtuse about this shyt…
Always on that “live-and-let-livehow-does-it-affect-you/me?” type ish.
“It ain’t that serious!”. Yeah, I suppose nothing really is anymore. One’s pursuit of money and happiness is all that matters in this day and age so go ahead and get it by any means.
Now, I’ve lusted after women of different phenotypes but that’s cuz I was a confused mixed-race boy/teen raised by a single mother w/ no community of my own…
Today, I’m a 32-year-old virgin b/c it has taken me sometime to clarify my feelings about sex, identity and racial dynamics. I’ve come to realize (always known actually) that there’s symbolism, meaning and essence associated with intercourse.
I’m a tribal person at heart w/o a group. I’d feel some type of way if I were rooted in a solid racial identity and afforded some semblance of an ethnic community thinking I’m going to build/preserve with my kinfolk but then see those same “brothers” and “sisters” sleep with outsiders who cannot relate to and don’t even respect us…
Y’all call it “dikk policing” but I can’t help but feel like it’s just a primal and prudent emotion/reaction that pensive individuals are predisposed to…
At the heart of it, black people and white people have a love/hate relationship. Straight codependency.