talking to a woman..seriously

Being an online geek, I have ran across all kinds of men, and in turn ran across all kinds of conversations. A most recent conversation that a gentleman was having with himself and I was only watching.."so you like white meat?" Um, babes, that is the wrong way to talk to someone, a woman, even a person that's eating some sort of fowl. Do Not, I repeat, DO not, start any sort of conversation in that manner. If you want to start a conversation with a black woman or any ethnic woman about why she interracially dates, then ask her. But ask with some sort of common sense. We all have our days that we lack the switch that tells the Common sense gene to activate. If you want her to come hither, do like I said in a previous post, talk about something in her profile, something you want to know, something you like and see if she's interested, if she isn't then don't let your feelings get hurt and it just wasn't meant to be, or help your own ego out and say "her loss",whatever.
The all around question I mostly see is, "so, what do you like to do for fun?" Well lets see, I like to dance, write, sleep, most things that other people like to do. Ask what type of music she likes, things that matter to you in a person, mate, a friend, if she knows her good traits and bad traits. I know what I need to work on in life, if she doesn't or acts like nothing is wrong. RUN! We fail to realize that someone who takes accountability for their actions and mistakes is someone who knows that there is room for progress. Which as the human race and Americans we often forget, there is always room for progress.
Dating these days aren't the same way they were 10 years ago. Technology has changed and in turn has also changed people or we were just doomed from the beginning. Have an open mind when you approach a person, you aren't going to find all the qualities you want in a person, and if you do, More power and tell me your secret. When you want someone to accept you as you are, sometimes we forget, we have to accept the other person as well. Honesty and a sense of humor could seriously make me overlook the fact that he has an extra finger, which I would overlook anyway. One thing that I always do with a friend if mine, is we see who can find the best jokes and text them to each other, we both love to laugh, is their potential for romance, no, we already tried it. But, a great friend. If nothing else, at least you know you have a friend in the making and it's possible the other pieces will fall into place.

to jump into the jungle

You can't just wake up and decide that you want to jump on the jungle fever wagon and see what the hype is all about. Well you can, but I wouldn't suggest it. Because you need to be aware of everything behind it. Who you are, what you are, and why you are doing it.
If you wake up and decide you want to purchase a ticket on the interracial train,perhaps because you want to be treated right or like a queen, you think all the black guys are dogs, black women just want your money, black women have too many children, all the good black men are taken, you just don't get along with white women, you have nothing in common with the women or men you meet, whatever your reason. YOU ARE SOOO WRONG...lol, seriously you are. That nice booty, doctor, lawyer, BMW, bling blingy, saggy pants, loud music and reputation, or whatever materialistic that can disappear or physical that can go south, will sway your vote faster than you could ever realize. Maybe, you should evaluate the type of person you are dating? This post is not just for women, this ENTIRE blog is not just for women.

Same type of person but in a different form kind of thing. I had the habit of dating the same type of guy,but just physically different. And by this I mean, I dated the "thuggish" white guy, the tattooed white guy, the black guy that was in college, the guy from the trailer park, the white guy in college, the guy with a job, doesn't really matter what color. WHY NOT? Their ethnicity, I'm throwing the Latin men in there too hun, doesn't even matter because EVERY last one had a problem and so did I. Didn't matter what the problem was, it was just more than what I needed in my life. Whether it was the guy that needed saved, the guy that needed helped, the guy that needed some nurturing. The guy who played on your sympathy, the guy who wanted to ride your coattail to the corporate world. It does NOT Matter..There was a problem, and the problem was the same guy, different form,my pick, my choice, my fault. They didn't prey on me, that's not what I'm saying at all.But it took a moment to see it, to see it wasn't the guys I was dating, that in reality it was me and what I was seeing, attracted to, fairy tale, hell, even nightmares. So, I took a break from dating. To evaluate myself and all that was around me, why I was attracted to those men, to get away from them,myself, my own mind too I suppose. To reassess my standards, quality, likes, dislikes, what I needed. Will go back over this in another post! Till then.

The Loving's

The bottom is a case that I recall studying in a sociology class I had.

In June of 1958, Richard Loving and Mildred Jeter were married in Washington, D.C. Six months after having been married, the couple was arrested, convicted of a felony, and sentenced to a year in jail. Their crime? Richard was white. Mildred was black.
The trial judge suspended the sentence for a period of 25 years on the condition that the Lovings leave the State and not return to Virginia together for 25 years. He stated in an opinion that:
"Almighty God created the races white, black, yellow, malay and red, and he placed them on separate continents. And but for the interference with his arrangement there would be no cause for such marriages. The fact that he separated the races shows that he did not intend for the races to mix."
The Lovings moved to Washington, D.C. (where they lived for 8 years) and appealed their conviction on the grounds that Virginia law (The Racial Integrity Law of 1924) violated their rights to equal protection of the law and due process under the Fourteenth Amendment.
Their case went through many levels of the justice system and their appeal was denied every time. On June 12, 1967, their case appeared before the United States Supreme Court. The Court decided unanimously (9-0) to strike down Virginia's laws, as well as statutes in 17 other states that still forbade interracial marriages. Finally, after nine years of struggle, the Lovings won the right to live together as husband and wife in their home state. In the words of Chief Justice Earl Warren, "Under our Constitution, the freedom to marry a person of another race resides within the individual and cannot be infringed on by the State. These convictions must be reversed. It is so ordered."

Mildred Loving is alone now-- The marriage that entered her name in law school textbooks ended in 1975 when a drunken driver broadsided the couple's car and killed her husband. She lives quietly in the small cinderblock house Loving built for her and three children after the Supreme Court decision allowed them to return to Virginia "MIXED AND MATCHED. Mildred and Richard Loving didn't want to overturn Virginia's anti-miscegenation law, they just wanted to get married."