I didn't really find any other forum section to post this, so here goes.
It seems many people on these forums are uncomfortable with me associating myself with Blacks, and I understand that it's not something you commonly see. But let me do the explaining: my family has a connection, a very rich history with the African continent. My mother worked as a reporter and has travelled to numerous countries in Africa; my dad worked as a network adapter for third-world countries and currently works in international development.
My father lived in Kenya from 1981 to 1990. He described this period of his life as being the best experience he's ever had. The lifestyle he had, the food, the weather, the exoticness, the wildlife, all appealed to him and he loved it. He met my mother in 1990 in a farm in Kenya, and moved back to Canada.
My mother did research in African anthropology and did news report there.
Two years later, in 1992, I was born. I think both of my parents transmitted there passion, there love for the African continent to me, and it is still obvious to this day. Like a Caucasian person born in South Africa (lots of those there), I am always surrounded by Blacks, and I couldn't give two fucks. Fact is, races don't exist in my book. Ain't no such thing as individuals who can only reproduce with their own kind, or pure bloods. All of this is pure fiction and was originally stemmed by the myth of the Aryan supremacy, in the years of Nazism.
It is pure ignorance to assimilate a group of individuals to a race, for there is only one race, the human race, and if there really was multiple races on Earth, they wouldn't be able to reproduce between each other. But watch out, I'm not talking about ''races'' as in the animal world with dogs for example (multiple races of dogs = all can reproduce themselves between each other). My conception of a ''race'' comes directly from the myth of the Aryan supremacy, ''pure blood'', no mixing allowed.
This explains why I can hang with basically any individual of any ''race'' (I use this term so the majority of backwards thinking people on these forums understand). I have always prefered Blacks though, for the reasons I have aforementioned. And what can I say about Black girls... aha. For one, you will not meet one single Black woman that doesn't know how to dance, knowing how to dance harmoniously with them is a total challenge and I have seen myself too many times in humiliating situations with my ridiculous moves. So in that aspect, I still have a lot to learn.
But most of all, Black women have a very hard past and are very strong women. That is what I respect the most from them. If you disrespect them, they will almost surely spank you and not let themselves get insulted. Physically, their traits have always attracted me more than white women, even though some will say they have broader noses which give them a more masculine look, I think this isn't true and all Black women are different and have their own particularities. Black women dress very well, are always up to date with the latest fashions, love being spoiled, and love a mature and intelligent man. They are loving creatures, really. And I'm not even going to mention how they behave in bed, hehe.
I have dated many Black women in my young life, have been rejected by one (the first one I dated, she was from Congo). This rejection only made me stronger, and before I knew it I was back on the hunt. The first Black woman I went out with was from Haiti. She was very fine, I think I've posted a pic of her in the pictures thread of these forums. Fuck you guys that think she is ugly, you have no taste at all. The second one was also from Haiti, was with her only for a month or two, but she was very loving and caring. The reason I don't really date women from my country (Canada) is because I have absolutely nothing to learn from them, I know all of their culture, and am in no way attracted by them unless they are really beautiful.
Nothing beats African parties, the music, the ambience, the women dressed in wonderful dresses, the fantastic food (rice and chicken, nothing beats that), dancing for hours and talking about all kinds of subjects.
So there you have it, my love for Africa, the culture, the people, the women. Never will I abandon it, it is in me forever, and I am proud of it.
Thank you.
Edited by mradidas92, 11 October 2012 - 05:05 AM.
