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Are black couples becoming a thing of the past?





Growing up in Jamaica I always heard that black women who enter relationships with white men are either doing it because they lack self esteem, they want him for his money or they want 'pretty hair children'. In 2015, some of these same conclusions are drawn whenever we see interracial couples walking hand in hand and settling down to get married. I've noticed a trend in which young black ladies  after migrating have ended up settling down with a white man. Are good black men becoming a rare commodity or have our black women given up on our black brothers? I'm not here to judge anyone and I for one could care less about the skin colours of couples. I've just come to observe that our young women are opting to settle down with white men.

I decided to speak to a couple of black young ladies to get their views on this issue and this is what they had to say.

Shanice: I'm currently in a relationship with a relationship with a white man. I chose him because he offered me stability. I got tired of being taken for a game by black men and having them be intimidated by my drive to be successful.

Jodi: Right now I'm looking for a white man because they have more money and are less likely to cheat on me and I'm also in need of citizenship.

Krystal: Our black men have lost a sense of their identity. Black men don't carry themselves well anymore, they aren't as hardworking, everybody just looking for a quick fix. They aren't respectful to us as black women. I still have faith in black men but it's becoming increasingly hard to find a good one.

There has been an increase in the confidence of our black women over the past couple of years. Black women are becoming more accepting of their natural hair textures, skin and their heritage. With more knowledge of their black heritage comes the need for stronger black men who are also more knowledgable about their heritage. Our black men aren't making as many strides as their female counterparts as it relates to embracing their black heritage so our black women are starting to either stand alone or venture elsewhere to those who appreciate it a bit more. 

In many cases it's safe to conclude that our black women have indeed given up on black men.

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