Please Scroll Down to See Forums Below 
El Hefe
New member
Once you go black, you never go back - just look at the presidential election.
But on a serious note. Sometimes blacks and whites date and fool around but aren't very serious about each other, like Noodle mentioned, it's not the girl or guy they plan to marry.
I think some guys hate to think that girls may be as perverted and easy as we are. We like to think that they're in a relationship because they're serious about the guy and that they have high standards. So when we learn that they were fooling around with a black guy (doesn't have to be black but is in this situation) whom they were never serious about, we're let down. Our insecurity and fear were just validated like a parking ticket.
If that's not it, check out the next story.
An italian friend of mine wasn't racist at all, had plenty of black friends. His white girlfriend was pregnant and he was very excited. The baby was born and everything was great. He had never been happier, he was on cloud 9. The baby was a little tan which seemed normal. But each day the baby seemed to get a little darker. Wasn't long before he realized the baby was black and it wasn't his. Talk about messing with your mind. He hated black people with a passion for a few years. I think he just didn't know how to handle his pain.
You might relate to one of the two theories.
But on a serious note. Sometimes blacks and whites date and fool around but aren't very serious about each other, like Noodle mentioned, it's not the girl or guy they plan to marry.
I think some guys hate to think that girls may be as perverted and easy as we are. We like to think that they're in a relationship because they're serious about the guy and that they have high standards. So when we learn that they were fooling around with a black guy (doesn't have to be black but is in this situation) whom they were never serious about, we're let down. Our insecurity and fear were just validated like a parking ticket.
If that's not it, check out the next story.
An italian friend of mine wasn't racist at all, had plenty of black friends. His white girlfriend was pregnant and he was very excited. The baby was born and everything was great. He had never been happier, he was on cloud 9. The baby was a little tan which seemed normal. But each day the baby seemed to get a little darker. Wasn't long before he realized the baby was black and it wasn't his. Talk about messing with your mind. He hated black people with a passion for a few years. I think he just didn't know how to handle his pain.
You might relate to one of the two theories.
