Chris Rock came back on the scene last weekend with his HBO standup special Kill The Messenger. The special featured footage spliced from Rock’s performances in Johannesburg, London and Harlem. I’ve heard mixed reviews, but I thought it was hilarious. I watched the show over a friend’s crib with a group of folks and they thought it was a riot as well.
As usual, Rock touched on lots of current events, like the election and gas prices, as well as racial issues. He spent a good amount of time talking about interracial dating. It was all funny, as he started out talking about how a Black man would date ANY white woman, even Rosie O’Donnell who is a lesbian and a biggun. Predictably, Rock went on about how Black women hate interracial dating and really hate seeing Black men “step out” on the sisters. Sounded like the same old joke until Rock “revealed” the real reason Black women hate interracial dating: Because Black women are not attracted to white men. Make that average white men. According to Rock, we’ll go for Brad Pitt or Matthew McConaughey, but we won’t think twice about George from Seinfeld. Basically, as far as Black women are concerned, pickings are slim among white guys.
Clearly there’s some exaggeration in comedy. There are plenty of Black women/white men couples who are happy. I have Black female friends who date white men and find them attractive.
There’s also truth in comedy. If there wasn’t, we wouldn’t find it funny. I can say that I am not attracted to white men.
That’s not to say that I don’t see white men who are good looking. I can turn on the television, open a magazine or even walk downtown and see a nice looking, handsome white dude. However, I’m nearly 27 years old yall and I have never in my entire dating life been attracted to a white guy. I guess it’s important to know what I mean by attracted. The only way I can think of it is to think of the way I feel when I see a fine Black man. I’ve seen a FOINE brother and literally stopped in my tracks. I’ve done a double/triple/quadruple take more times than I can count. I’ve seen a beautiful Black man and wondered what it would be like to kiss him or even what he looks like under his clothes. It’s their swagger, the way they walk, the way their clothes fit on their bodies, their laugh, their voice, yadda yadda yadda. I need some of what Lauryn Hill was sanging about in The Sweetest Thing. Look, I don’t want to get all Angie Stone in here, so I’ll make my point: there’s a certain je ne sais quoi about Black men that I find irresistibly attractive whereas the best looking white men do not drum up a comparable feeling.
I have never drawn a line in the sand and declared that I will never date or sleep with a white dude. I wouldn’t go that far. I don’t think I’ll have to because I don’t think I’ll get to that point. Not only am I not magnetically attracted to the David Beckhams of the world, I don’t find that they’re particularly ga-ga for me. Of course this could lead to me being single for years and years to come, I realize that. Still, I can’t force who I’m into.
Still, there’s always the Latino, Indian, Asian, etc men of the world. Eh, nevermind. Except for the Hispanic dudes, the others fall into the same pot as white men. I should just start collecting cats right now, huh?