I’ve heard people say time and time again that love sees no color. That’s despite any differences that you may have with another person. You still have the ability to love them.
In class on Tuesday, we got to discussing black love, and interracial relationships. We talked about how if you are in a relationship with someone who is not from the same race then they will not fully understand you.
The first couple that came into my head is Richard and Mildred Loving. The story of the Loving family is one that shows how strong a person’s love can be. Richard was a white man living in Virginia in the 1960s. He fell in love with Mildred when members of different races were not allowed to be together. The couple countered the state of Virginia’s laws, and were forced to leave the state.
They were both arrested, harassed and humiliated. However, they stuck through it. They fought for their right to be married and were award with the removal of Virginia’s ban on interracial marriage.
Why don’t we ask the question of why the ban was there/ Back then, someone who was white and someone who was black were nowhere close to being equal. The 1924 Racial Integrity Act prevented racial intermixing in the state. Black people were nothing, filthy, criminals, angry and over all dangerous in the eyes of people who were white.
Today it is somewhat the same. Although interracial couples are more accepted, there is still a stigma that comes when you are someone in an interracial relationship. If you are a black man who is with a white woman, people will still stare. If you are a black woman with a white man then all of a sudden you hate black men or you are just trying to be white.
I’m not saying that every person out there says those things, but there are those who want to spread hate. I am in an interracial relationship. We have our differences because I experience situations differently than he does. We go out and we get the people who smile and think we are good together, and we get others who stare and judge because this relationship should not be real.
He does not fully understand that when I see a police officer that my heart rate goes up. He does not fully understand that if I see someone for the first time, they have already judged me to be an angry black woman. He knows we have differences, but just like the Loving family, it is the differences that make us work.
We have come so far in this country, but it is the people who are stuck in the past who will not move on. I am a black woman and I will stand by my rights. I love me, but do you?
Look at this poll on who is ‘marrying out.’
By Arnelle Pierre-Louis