Twice I watched the poetic video “Two Poets Just Called Out The Black Men Who Hate Black Women,” and the Poets, Black Women, provide powerful discourse relating to the twisted vulgar Black Man, and the rejected and resentful Black Woman. Here, I offer my opinions of the video.
During their gut wrenching portrayals, the Poets express lucidly about The Black Man who desires women other than Black and (although not of concern to the Black Woman) apparently, not as equal partners, but as toys, mere trophies of his dominion; thereby, trashing, disrespecting, lowering any (other) woman welcoming his clammy embraces.
This man’s desires are not for or because of love, goodness or her intelligence, and actually, these characteristics (even subconsciously) frighten and appall him; but she feeds “a darkness” that most (men of this type) carefully hide. The White Woman is his pinnacle, a shiny medallion of his immaturity, ego and perversity.
“This” man insults the many Black Men who love “any” woman for the sake of love, and as such, he insults “me.” For, the nature of his ugliness is effluent; like melting soiled ice and quickly, a woman’s identity, her self-respect and beauty degenerate, erode and then slide away.
The Ladies emphatically highlight something well-known and deeply seated within the Black Community; the ignored, dejected although resourceful Black Woman, who, observing these behaviors, and to her, the “egregious atrocities,” dares not to only acknowledge but intelligently and provocatively condemn them. She wants the streets, the neighborhood, the world, to know, she wants “him” to know.
“She” is a proud and relentless Black Woman, her heart, mind, and soul scream of a “problem” living inside-some-Black Men of the Community; and still, and although without expressing it, a forgiveness framed by anger and even strange humility caresses her; and whether embracing it or not, this hidden emotion offers her peace.
“She” disapproves of and feels disgust for, nevertheless, loves even “this” type of man, a man who (She believes) hates her. # “A Woman’s Love”
The psychological indicators of each character are complex, the Black Man and Black Woman sharing a common yet antagonistic bond: his love of and her feelings of betrayal because of his love of women outside his racial group, and especially, White Women.
The Black Woman is discordant and loathes yet loves him; and after all, he is a Black Man and She a Black Woman, and (naturally?) his love should be theirs and not “hers.” Nonetheless, he has chosen and like it or not the choice is his.
Denied this man’s desires, the Black Woman takes to the soap box, outcrying his wrongs, to his community, to his race, and especially to her. She lashes him for abandoning, and disappointing and rejecting her; for relishing the touch of another kind of woman and not her.
Black Man: This character seemingly demonstrates outstanding markers of self-hatred; one wonders whether this man feels the same disgust for even his Black Mother.
Further, the matter may be greater, more complex than the simplistic accusations of hatred or, self-hatred; and perhaps, it involves some born to so-called racial groups but denying ownership of said groups; and thereby, favoring women who are racially, ethnically different; and although reactions from group members may vary, these men are (deemed) shamefully discriminative, pitifully disloyal.
Without the negative behavioral manifestations of the deplorable Black character, possibly, choices relate more to preferences than hatred of (Black People), Women or, Self. Deeply seated and sensitive, such issues are personally, and even historically embedded and intrusions of any kind would not be easily accepted.
Like others, the Black Community is jealously protective of internal issues. Therefore, and in spite of private and especially public posturing, the healing process begins one step at a time, someone seeks help. # “A Complicated Matter”
Copyright (c) 2015 Delbert H. Rhodes