Due to time constraints, I’m going to have to make this brief. Let me say that by my post on the psycho-social damage that the history of race relations in America has wrought on how we view race–in the cultural NOT biological sense, I meant no offense to anyone, nor am I standing in judgement of other people’s preferences. People can and should chose to see whomever they want. I was merely trying to relate a cultural perspective about mistrust between cultures. And yes cultural mistrust is ugly, but the American history that fuels it is ugly too. Whether or not we realize it, our history does work either consciously or unconsciously to influence how we perceive people. The historical underpinnings would be different, but you can apply this notion of intercultural mistrust to any culture that has experienced colonization. I’ve had this type of conversation with Vietnamese, Japanese, and Koreans with the same mistrust being related by those parties.
Yes, stuffinb, I understand your perspective of dating the people you know and of running into disapproval from older black folks and from black women. I think my mom has become more open to me dating outside of my race, but she would still prefer that I stick to men inside my race because the cultural comfort zone would be one less hindrance to deal with, but she’s not going to stop me from doing what I want to.
Collounsbury, we don’t need badges or anything. This is just a discussion among folks, and I would rather it not get too heated, but I as well fear it may. Why is it that anytime I get into any kind of discussion about black anything, things start getting heated? Anyway, I couldn’t access the NY Times link you provided so I can’t really comment on that. In terms of multiracialism, I’m all for it, but then I define blackness as being multiracial or multicultural. I grew up with my mom telling my siblings and me: “You’re not black, you’re Native American.” But when I asked for nations or even names of relatives, she couldn’t give me any. I wouldn’t fit into Cherokee or Lumbee cultures because I wasn’t raised in those cultures and I don’t speak the languages they do speak, so I don’t claim directly those cultures. I can’t trace the Spanish part (which country?), the African part (which country or tribe?), or Irish-Scotch part of my culture either for the same reason I can’t trace the Native American. So I call myself Southern black American because that is what I do know, and that suits me just fine. It doesn’t mean I deny the cultures that are a part of my heritage because blackness basically represents those people who come from diverse backgrounds but who may or may not be able to exactly trace them. I don’t know if that makes any sense or not, but it’ll have to do for now. If I ever get around to having kids, then they can decide for themselves what they want to call themselves culturally. I hope that if it comes to that, they’ll choose American, but who knows? In terms of how I relate with other minorities on a personal or political level, I’m just me. I respect them and hope that they would respect me.