Black girl dating a white guy in south africa
If you’re really looking for advice on how to date black South African girls, then this is not the place for you. Though the intentions might be in the right place in such instances, the inference is in some way the same: that because of our colour difference, our relationship must be about something other than just two people who love each other. Firstly, he can’t help the fact that he’s Australian. Because if you hadn’t guessed by now, I’m white, and my partner is black.
I sometimes wonder how many people are scared off the idea of cross racial dating or relationships by all of this nonsense – all the assumptions, stereotypes and judgments that they would have to deal with from other people. Many friends tell my partner and I that we are so lucky to have each other and to love each other like we do. Aside from being generally crass, sexist, offensive and reeking of sour grapes, Jonno Douchface’s article entirely failed to acknowledge that there is in fact such a thing as a BLACK South African “girl”. It’s a small adjustment to a very real article that some white Aussie douche called Jonno Something-or-other wrote for Vice a couple of years back entitled ‘How to Date South African Girls’.But how many people in South Africa, and elsewhere no doubt, are dramatically reducing the pool from which they might be able to draw someone really love, just by their inability to consider being with someone who happens to have a different skin colour?I’m not stupid enough to say things like “I don’t see colour”, or to claim that there aren’t differences between my girlfriend and I that are predicated on our respective races.Anyone who’s ever been to Jo’Burg on Long Street will have seen various German men dotted around the fringes (why is it always the Germans?
), gingerly creeping closer to the nearest buxom black woman as if they were about to try a piece of sushi for the first time in their lives.
I suppose you might blame it all on the legacies of apartheid, but it’s certainly not only my South African friends that are guilty. When they discover I have a black partner, they’ll suddenly start flirting with me.
When I took my partner to England for the first time last year, an uncle reproached me for not “warning” him that she was black. Again, they don’t seem to stop to think that maybe I love my girlfriend for who she is, not for her colour.
The German women sometimes aren’t much better for that matter.
Then there are the fat, rich, old British men you see strolling around with beautiful black girls half their size and half their age.
In their eyes, this is confirmed by the fact that I just so happen to have had two black girlfriends in a row.