“Where is the love?”
Yes … where is the love.
I don’t know how many people watch the fights, bickering, name calling, and overall destructive behavior that often unfolds itself everyday on the comments section. If you do … you might be mentally drained such as myself.
Its funny how often it seems the comments of a few (with one person in particular) can often incite attacks disguised as “defence” from others. Its funny how the flamers, the attackers, the “mean people” aren’t ignored and laughed at … but instead given the fuel that they need to bring everyone else into the daily yelling match.
Some of the words, insults, and deragatory terms I have seen aren’t sutable for public consumption … and it shames me to think that they were used from one Black man to a Black womana and from one Black woman to another.
So … what does this have to do with Black dating, love, and relationships … well … it serves as an example of one of the core problems affecting relations between Black Men & Women everywhere.
Why is it when one man grabs your ass inappropriately, all men are unfairly labeled as no good dogs that treat women as objects?
Why is it when one woman makes a comment about loving money and wanting her rent to be paid … all women become gold diggers?
Why is it when one man cheats on his wife with an ugly person, all men are suddenly no good liars that can’t be trusted?
Why is it when one woman make outrageous claims of her man while giving nothing, all women are suddenly selfish b*tches?
I know that a lot of my theories do rely on some generalizing, but I also don’t feel like I walk around holding every women to some of the things that I say and believe. I don’t feel the need to snap and go crazy on every dumb and stupid comment I hear from member’s of the opposite sex … there are better things to do with my life.
Its hard to put my finger exactly on the core of the problem. Maybe people need to personally take the “higher road” more often. Maybe everyone should just exercise my “chill” lifestyle. Maybe its something deeper that we can’t fix ourselves … wait … naw … thats a cop out.
I love to debate … I love to have intellectual arguments that use evidence to prove a point. I don’t go insulting someone’s paygrade. I don’t belittle someone for their weight. I don’t go insulting someone because of their children. I don’t need to insult someone for their choice in who they sleep with.
So … to the people who know I’m talking to them … grow up.
To everyone … everywhere … just take the high road sometimes. Not every battle is worth fighting, and when you start treating people like Kings & Queens instead of bitches & niggas … everyone benefits.
Just had to get that one off my chest …