The subject of interracial dating has been a continuous topic within magazines and websites that cater to black women, especially in recent years.
There was even a 2006 romantic comedy called “Something New” that featured an interracial relationship between characters played by African-American actress Sanaa Lathan and Australian actor Simon Baker, who is white.
But what struck me about the offhanded comment was its implications about how we understand difference.
If birds and fish are metaphorical categories for types of humans, the implication is that some types of humans are so fundamentally different from one another that no single environment can simultaneously serve each party’s respective needs.
While the liberté, égalité, fraternité philosophy of France is a highly noble aspiration, some social commentators argue that the ‘equality’ the French refer to can be such a blinding ambition as to ignore and celebrate our very many differences.
After all, don’t they also say vive la difference in France?
However, many of the challenges interracial couples might face can actually come from within the relationship, rather than from a judgmental society.
Entering the relationship while cognisant of these challenges gives you and your partner a greater chance of dating success and the basis to form a lasting, fulfilling relationship.
I remember being 6 and slapping my white uncle in the face to figure out why his face turned bloodred.I wondered how men with such delicate bodies seemed to be the only ones who could endure the storm. We bought crop tops, tight jeans, and earrings so big that they touched our shoulders.When my cousin on the all-black side birthed a baby girl whose father had become abusive, we took a long ride to a shopping mall. On the ride home we were quiet and I decided I would never date a black man as long as my feet touched this earth.The only girl in my group of black girlfriends who had a boyfriend was dating a white boy who was white enough to have a family that hated black people. We would sit squished in a row behind them with all of our smirks perfectly even as they drove us home.The year before I graduated college, black boys started dying on TV: Trayvon Martin, then Eric Garner, then Michael Brown, then Tamir Rice.