My boyfriend was a tall, dark and handsome man. Let me amend that: really dark. Let me amend that again: like African-American. My mother freaked. “Do you have any idea how difficult your life will be?” Mom knew firsthand racism and prejudice due to her chocolate skin, black hair and eyes. That didn’t stop me. Larry was my dream come true: worldly, sophisticated, intelligent and gorgeous. I was smitten! Everything was about Larry.
Black and white couples in 1977 even in chic Manhattan were rare. People stared at us. Unaware the true reason, I preened because we were adorable: young, good-looking, happy and polar opposites in skin color. Through Larry, I realized my embedded racism after I called Famous Amos cookies, a hit at the time, Amos & Andy cookies. He fell off the bed shouting, “WHAT THE HELL? THAT’S RACIST!”
Still, in this relationship I had the upper hand with two strikes against me, white and Jewish, as opposed to his one. Several days later, he entered his bedroom where I holed up, studying. “My friends’re coming over. Wanted to let you know we speak different while together.” He meant without any white people around. Instead of studying, I eavesdropped. After his friends left, I said, “What’re you talking about? You guys speak exactly the same as among your white friends.”
He muttered, “They knew you’re here.”
“If they did, they wouldn’t have had the conversations they had.”
To the relief of both sets of parents we broke up soon after. Over the decades, we kept in touch. He recently said, “I should’ve married you then.” We never would’ve lasted. It wasn’t race or religion; it was our personalities. As he said, “Frivolous is too mild a word.”
– Maura Stone
Author, The Complete E-Dating Comedy Series
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It’s fine with me. Go ahead.
There. Shortest advice column ever.
The hard part about dating is finding someone that you get along with and who makes you feel good about yourself and your relationship (whether serious or temporary). Race should not stop you from exploring a possibility with someone you are interested in. Get over it. As the Red Hot Chili Peppers once suggested, “…mix it up until there are no pedigrees.”
Look at my picture. I’m a tall and handsome man… but I’m a bit on the brown side of the spectrum. Most of the time I get approached by people asking if I’m Egyptian, Persian, Greek, Hispanic or sometimes they guess right. I’m ethnically ambiguous and I’m fine with it. People can’t tell where my blood came from and it makes me smile. I’ll admit I’m lucky to have never experienced any racism on the dating front. Women probably think I’m well-tanned. Perhaps it’s my charisma and strikingly good looks, or maybe women can smell my pheromones from 5 city blocks away… but I’ve never been turned down (as far as I know) based on my skin.
In fact… it has probably opened doors (figuratively and literally). I’ve dated women of every color, shade, and hue (except green… green women are disgusting). It’s the ’90s and it’s important to have an open mind and judge people based on how they present themselves and how they speak rather than where they land on the brightness level in photoshop.
People say there is more to interracial dating than skin tone. There are cultural differences that come with dating outside of your own race that you may or may not like. Many of us find it amusing to sit in a setting that is unlike anything we are used to. Going to a friend’s house who is very Italian is different from having dinner with an Irish family. In my family it’s all about the punchline. Wit and intellect rule. Whomever creates the most laughter… wins. There’s no prize. It just feels good. Sometimes we get loud or low-brow. Someone who is from a quiet, reserved family background might feel strange and/or uncomfortable there.
… but it doesn’t matter what other people think. They are not dating this person. They are not sleeping with this person. They are not learning and growing with this person. The only thing that matters is how you feel. If you’re attracted to someone and they treat you right, then I say go for it. Find someone who makes you feel good about who you are and make the most of it.
– John Powers
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Dear John 
I’m an Australian “white” male and I have dated women from different races and creeds, I too see nothing wrong with interracial relationships, my most loving relationship was with a very dark skinned New Zealand Maori Princess, her whole family agreed to my analogy, that if I were to cut myself shaving and they were to cut themselves shaving /cooking we’d bleed the same colour. That said, racial difference is only an attitude one adopts from peer pressure, if we close our eye’s and touch someone’s skin we don’t feel their race, we feel another human being!
I like to suck black dick out of any dick. So what it makes me look like a slut. At least my black guys have jobs. White dick is just too small. Asian, you can;t even find that thing.
I will say the guys April dates are all losers and it doesn’t matter the color. April dated a black guy once and he paid for dinner in food stamps. April dated a Spanish guy once and he didn’t support his kids. Then she dated a white man who told her he had no children, but had two he didn’t support. And then she went and bitched about how men are pigs. Who’s the dummy now, April.
How is April allowed to give dating advice? She dates ex cons and the only man she ever loved is a fugitive. John, why do you hang out with her? You can do so much better
Sorry for the inconvenience May. Your comment was mistakenly flagged as spam. Fortunately, the administrators of this site are quite thorough and noticed it in the “flagged for deletion” folder. Thank you for your comment. The reason April is “allowed” to give advice is because she is a comedian. This is half advice and half comedy. Hopefully it’s entirely entertaining.
i lit my x bf’s dick on fire n i fel no remors. lenny was a black man. no mo of them 4 me. i want a nice white guy. they have good credet
I fucked a black chick once. She was crazy. She threw me down on the bed and it was the scariest night of my life. I think she weighed more than I did. Damn, that is the last time I pay for sex
I want a powerful black man like Al Sharpton. He is rich and close to death