I recently watched a ABC news correspondence piece about three to six million black women unable to find a man or get married.
Wow, that’s a lot of unhappy unmarried women. Reporter Cynthia McFadden goes on to say, percentage-wise black men with no diploma, no job, and/or incarcerated reduce a black woman’s marriage potential to 40%.
They even bring in Steve Harvey…like he’s the national spokesperson for black relationships. Wait….I almost forgot, he married the chick he was having an affair with. He’s definitely the subject matter expert.
The video, seen here: 3-6 million US black women shows prominent black women pleading their case. But I see something decidedly different: bonafide, bourgeoisie (you can say boo-gee it’s okay), bitter women romancing a dream, sharing it with their like minded counterparts and wallowing in their misery. These women couldn’t find a “good black man” if they went on an African tour of Kenya, Nigeria, Ghana and Senegal combined.
There are “PUH-LENTY” of good guys around. Just not for these elitist misery loves company chicks seen in that video. No man is going to be good enough for these faux black women. As for the rest….
Stop emasculating your men, maybe one will stick around. Also, keep your girlfriends out of your relationship. They don’t have a man….they’ll take yours though, and you’ve given them the blueprints to pull off the heist. They will sow that seed of malcontent inside of you to the breaking point. Then voila! Your bestie is consoling your man after you’ve left him, using the things you told her that he likes. Sucker.
Some of y’all embrace that bad boy thug mentality: any dude that’s over 35 years old, sagging, wears throwback jerseys everyday, raps but doesn’t have a major record deal (swears it’s coming any day), flips jobs every two years, deadbeat dad…..but YOU CAN CHANGE HIM. Best wishes. Quit overlooking that well dressed nerdy guy that sits a few partitions over from you at work. Or the I.T. professional that builds networks. He’s probably great with kids and can cook but he’s not “bout that life” is he? You want a stud but not one on the practice squad. He’s not salary capped, so you keep swinging from one branch to another hoping to land on a tree that bears fruit.
Let’s get to the crux (I love saying that word) of the matter….
You want a 10, but you only merit a 6 because you’re a 4.
Shout out to all the ABWs (angry black women)! Just because your clitoris is a little large doesn’t mean you have a penis. Your testosterone levels are still too low, so quit trying to fight dudes. Yes we all know you can win a verbal match, but let me reiterate, stop emasculating men. You know how men react to that? By sticking their penis in any other female but you, if nothing more than to just reaffirm his manhood.
So. Just how does a single black woman beat the odds? There are way too many factors to comment on just one blog, so I’ll say this: find someone whose idiosyncrasies you can live with and vice versa. Someone that can deal with your crazy and you his crazy. Find your tolerance. We are by no means perfect and we sure as hell don’t try to be.
The Economy of Words 
I’ve often wondered why that nerdy IT guy never heralded the attention of such ladies as are mentioned in this blog, but then again, who knows what drives those guys any way. Hey my friend I’ve grown quite fond of reading your works as you hold up a mirror to the world and dare them to take a serious look at what they see. This current piece is no different than the others, poignant, insightful, and emblazoned with those truth tones that hurts the ears of so many. Keep the words flowing, ignorance is curable but lack of desire to cure it is sheer stupidity.
Veritas.