The story of Till's murder didn't scare me as much as it made me want to piss off racist fucks even more. I don't say that as some guilt-ridden rationalization for dating white women. Before I was even 10, I started having crushes on girls, trying to get my first kiss, and all of that. I thought this girl was hot because of her freckles and I thought that girl was hot because of her soft hair or whatever and I just wasn't in fifth grade thinking about the racial ramifications of features that I found attractive. I was consuming all of this media and I could just sense from the adults around me that, as a black person, when I was watching , it was expected that I be more attracted to the girls in Destiny's Child than Britney Spears.
I just got up and took my ABC ass to a nearby coffee shop to read instead. While the comments in the salon annoyed me, I can’t say I was angry. I’d like to think that couples like us are changing the world bit by bit.
When I told my husband later, he asked me, “Did they really call me a ‘pretty boy’? And who knows, maybe in a generation or two, “the children” won’t have to worry about who will or won’t accept them.
Hong Kong being such global place, filled with so many expats married or in a relationship with individuals of Asian descent, my husband and I “fit in” again. Just the other day, I was waiting for my husband while he got his hair cut.
The salon was located in a very “expat heavy” part of Hong Kong, and while most of the workers at the salon were Chinese, much of the clientele were not.
Most people assume I can’t understand Cantonese when they hear my American English. Hong Kong women, ABC women, they all want to hook up with those white guys. But what it did make me think about was the fact that no matter where I live, no matter where I go, there are always people that notice my marriage.