Over the years, I have been told by non-black women about how they just love a black man's love stick to put it nicely. They also claimed to have no problem with blacks and even went so far as to boast the ever-popular comment of having "a black friend" or two including myself. Yet, actions speak louder than words and as I sat an observed these all-too-excited non-blacks, who landed themselves black men or was chosen by more than a few, I couldn't help but feel some degree of discomfort being in these lust-filled women's presence.
I knew that their so-called love for black people in general was not genuine. There were things said, mannerisms displayed, and an over protectiveness of their black men, as if they were going to get away when around their own ethnicity or others. They could care less about their black men's family unless their was some benefit to them like getting close to a few to get some information or recruit a snitch or two to watch out for their player boyfriends and husbands. However, overall they were more concerned about taking their black men away from all things black i.e.) black neighborhood, churches, relatives, friends, music, food--you name it. The true essence of being black doesn't mesh too well in other cultures, so one must assimilate new information and adopt a brand new lifestyle and way of talking in order to survive. If the black man sees his life will be bettered by someone, who is in love with his stick, then he won't hesitate to take advantage. He reasons, love for or from the woman will follow one day. Yet that doesn't happen for many adventure seeking non-blacks especially when things stop working as good as they once did.
Maybe the overprotective, jealous and insecure attitudes of non-black women were valid since a few did have players for mates, but still I didn't notice or experience a real love for blacks, I just felt a tolerance. I was the former partner, cousin, friend, co-worker who knew or knew of the black guys who were magnets of white women; therefore, I was considered "okay, safe, a trustworthy source."
In my opinion, there is something wrong with any woman who is in love with a man's private part. When she worships something that has a purpose that simply pleasures, releases waste and makes babies, you have to wonder what, if any, God or gods does she serve. What is it about esteeming a man's Johnson? We see symbols all over this world recognizing pagan sexual god worship along with a male body organ exaggerated to demonstrate power. For some women, they are captivated, strangely obsessed, and crazy for erect flesh beyond what its function is. They will fight, manipulate, lie, argue, and even use religion to justify their many sins committed as a result of chasing after and attempting to maintain a black man's love stick.
I recall boys and men brag about their private parts while thinking there was nothing wrong with what they were doing. Instructed by the elders that came before them on using what they got to get what they want, some learned to master women and girls with what they knew. Some recognized the significance of what good love-making could do for them and how many girls and women will latch on like dogs in heat. Unfortunately, far too many fathers never broke their so-called code of honor with the guys. They failed to educate their naïve daughters on the many manipulations a handsome black man with a big Johnson will use on them. Therefore, these gullible young as well as old black and non-black women become nothing more than yet another notch on a man's belt--a belt they typically bought.
The boldness of this piece isn't meant to offend, but to awaken those who may be encouraging such behavior--a glorification of a love stick that was never meant to be idolized, argued about, protected like gold, or treated as if there is something so special and holy about it. It was just another creation by a God who made the sun, moon, animals, nature, and more. But what is scary is that he is the same God that has a long history of destroying idols. It isn't any wonder that these lust-filled romances don't last, and those that do gain some years are typically unhappy.
Nicholl McGuire
I knew that their so-called love for black people in general was not genuine. There were things said, mannerisms displayed, and an over protectiveness of their black men, as if they were going to get away when around their own ethnicity or others. They could care less about their black men's family unless their was some benefit to them like getting close to a few to get some information or recruit a snitch or two to watch out for their player boyfriends and husbands. However, overall they were more concerned about taking their black men away from all things black i.e.) black neighborhood, churches, relatives, friends, music, food--you name it. The true essence of being black doesn't mesh too well in other cultures, so one must assimilate new information and adopt a brand new lifestyle and way of talking in order to survive. If the black man sees his life will be bettered by someone, who is in love with his stick, then he won't hesitate to take advantage. He reasons, love for or from the woman will follow one day. Yet that doesn't happen for many adventure seeking non-blacks especially when things stop working as good as they once did.
Maybe the overprotective, jealous and insecure attitudes of non-black women were valid since a few did have players for mates, but still I didn't notice or experience a real love for blacks, I just felt a tolerance. I was the former partner, cousin, friend, co-worker who knew or knew of the black guys who were magnets of white women; therefore, I was considered "okay, safe, a trustworthy source."
In my opinion, there is something wrong with any woman who is in love with a man's private part. When she worships something that has a purpose that simply pleasures, releases waste and makes babies, you have to wonder what, if any, God or gods does she serve. What is it about esteeming a man's Johnson? We see symbols all over this world recognizing pagan sexual god worship along with a male body organ exaggerated to demonstrate power. For some women, they are captivated, strangely obsessed, and crazy for erect flesh beyond what its function is. They will fight, manipulate, lie, argue, and even use religion to justify their many sins committed as a result of chasing after and attempting to maintain a black man's love stick.
I recall boys and men brag about their private parts while thinking there was nothing wrong with what they were doing. Instructed by the elders that came before them on using what they got to get what they want, some learned to master women and girls with what they knew. Some recognized the significance of what good love-making could do for them and how many girls and women will latch on like dogs in heat. Unfortunately, far too many fathers never broke their so-called code of honor with the guys. They failed to educate their naïve daughters on the many manipulations a handsome black man with a big Johnson will use on them. Therefore, these gullible young as well as old black and non-black women become nothing more than yet another notch on a man's belt--a belt they typically bought.
The boldness of this piece isn't meant to offend, but to awaken those who may be encouraging such behavior--a glorification of a love stick that was never meant to be idolized, argued about, protected like gold, or treated as if there is something so special and holy about it. It was just another creation by a God who made the sun, moon, animals, nature, and more. But what is scary is that he is the same God that has a long history of destroying idols. It isn't any wonder that these lust-filled romances don't last, and those that do gain some years are typically unhappy.
Nicholl McGuire
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