We've been conditioned to believe more in the beauty of 'white thighs' than of the beauty of the Black family...and that's a big problem.
I'm not going to consider this one of my great failings in life, but rather, one of the great trappings, fueled by my ego. It's probably been 17-18 years since I've been around a black woman who was willing to put up with my mess, but she had the benefit of recognizing my amazing potential to do right, something a strong black woman wouldn't pick up on unless she spent a LOT of time with me. And let's face it, why would any woman - black or white - over the age of 30 do the 'give a brotha a chance' thing?
I'm divorced and don't have an advanced degree, so I'm instantly disqualified by many great black women. I'm also a hardcore schmoe, and I haven't been with that many black women who were willing to indulge that. It's a part of who I am, no compromise.