Sweet.gurl:
[b]8. No one says “baby” like a Black man. It’s true for me. There is nothing like hearing the richness of his voice when he says “Baby, it’s gonna be okay,” or “C’mere, baby.” There’s just something about it. Something in his tone is a honey-laden embrace that puts me at ease in his arms.

7. When I look at him, I see the image of the amazing Black men who were father figures to me. When I look at him, I also see the man my son will one day grow up to be. In that instant, I fall in love all over again.

6. He relates to me and my experiences because his are similar. There is an unspoken kinship there – a host of things I don’t have to explain to say why they shaped my views or actions. Could I explain them to someone of another race? Sure. Have I? Absolutely. But it’s different when you share the same viewpoint and face similar obstacles on a personal level.

5. Brothas, no one rocks a suited-and-booted look like you. When you walk in a room, this woman takes notice. And let you smell good too?! Whether you’re working that DeBargian forcefield of caramel or a succulent shade of mocha, no one struts like you do. LAWD!…which brings me to my next point…

4. Y’all offer such a vast array of looks: from T.I. to Morris Chestnut, Michael Ealy to Idris Elba, El Debarge to Taye Diggs…it’s like being in a candy store…Yum.

3. I’m so proud of you for your courage and strength to face what this world slings your way. Let’s keep it real: this country has a vicious history of racism and savage behaviour within its own borders. That said, I’m not one for excuses at all. Get up, get out, and do something. Make it happen. We don’t face what our parents did in the 60′s. We do, however, still have to deal with the deeply ingrained after-effects of slavery. In this country, Black men are vilified before being celebrated in the media.

2. Sex appeal. No full sentence needed. You were all waiting for me to say it anyway! Maybe it’s that whole rhythym thing…maybe it’s size…maybe it’s the fact that your penis isn’t pink…O_o I dunno. It just is. *winks*

1. My face is your face. It’s truly that simple. To speak against all Black men as a whole is to speak against myself. To malign every Black man to to slit my own wrists. Nope. Not gonna do it. No self hatred here.[/b]

Mrs.Chima:
Where is the white men?

KINGwax: where are the white men

Sweet.gurl:
[b]8. No one says “baby” like a Black man. It’s true for me. There is nothing like hearing the richness of his voice when he says “Baby, it’s gonna be okay,” or “C’mere, baby.” There’s just something about it. Something in his tone is a honey-laden embrace that puts me at ease in his arms.

7. When I look at him, I see the image of the amazing Black men who were father figures to me. When I look at him, I also see the man my son will one day grow up to be. In that instant, I fall in love all over again.

6. He relates to me and my experiences because his are similar. There is an unspoken kinship there – a host of things I don’t have to explain to say why they shaped my views or actions. Could I explain them to someone of another race? Sure. Have I? Absolutely. But it’s different when you share the same viewpoint and face similar obstacles on a personal level.

5. Brothas, no one rocks a suited-and-booted look like you. When you walk in a room, this woman takes notice. And let you smell good too?! Whether you’re working that DeBargian forcefield of caramel or a succulent shade of mocha, no one struts like you do. LAWD!…which brings me to my next point…

4. Y’all offer such a vast array of looks: from T.I. to Morris Chestnut, Michael Ealy to Idris Elba, El Debarge to Taye Diggs…it’s like being in a candy store…Yum.

3. I’m so proud of you for your courage and strength to face what this world slings your way. Let’s keep it real: this country has a vicious history of racism and savage behaviour within its own borders. That said, I’m not one for excuses at all. Get up, get out, and do something. Make it happen. We don’t face what our parents did in the 60′s. We do, however, still have to deal with the deeply ingrained after-effects of slavery. In this country, Black men are vilified before being celebrated in the media.

2. Sex appeal. No full sentence needed. You were all waiting for me to say it anyway! Maybe it’s that whole rhythym thing…maybe it’s size…maybe it’s the fact that your penis isn’t pink…O_o I dunno. It just is. *winks*

1. My face is your face. It’s truly that simple. To speak against all Black men as a whole is to speak against myself. To malign every Black man to to slit my own wrists. Nope. Not gonna do it. No self hatred here.[/b]

Mrs.Chima:


Where is the white man.

Mrs.Chima:
White men sucks!!

Mrs.Chima:
White men rocks!!

Mrs.Chima:
White men rocks!!

Flytefalls: *drools at reference to Idris Elba*

Mr..Cork:



huh? ..Idris eba?? ..that ugly Jamocan boy?

Mr..Cork:



huh? ..Idris eba?? ..that ugly Jamocan boy?

Flytefalls:
"eba" is not Jamaican now. Claim your own.

SAFO:

..... Probably on crackaland.com

Mr..Cork:


Correction... The ugly by is 1000% Jamo from East London and I dated his fat sister back then

Mrs.Chima:


Jealous yeye

KINGwax: where are the white men

Mr..Cork:


Correction... The ugly by is 1000% Jamo from East London and I dated his fat sister back then