ATTENTION: Single, Generation X Black Women 41-55
Please stop complaining about why there aren't "enough" educated, graduate/professional degree holding, credentialed, white collar professional, high-earning, high-achieving, high-profile, tall, conspicuously handsome, impeccably dressed, pinpoint socially calibrated and single Black men to go around for you to get with. We have heard you, and academic researchers, and media types, drone on and on about this for at least three decades straight and we. Have. Had. Enough. Newsflash ladies: There will NEVER be enough of the kinds of (Black) men you most desire - and it has NOTHING to do with Slavery, Jim Crow, the Prison Industrial Complex, the Down Low, the War on Drugs, the Crack Wars, Rap Music, Contrails, Subliminal Messaging in the Media, Soy in foods, GMOs, or any other crackpot theory you can think of. History records that there have always been and will always be (Black) men who, through a combination of luck, hitting the genetic lottery, talent and hard work, are the apex predators at the top of the food chain for (Black) men - it was true in Mansa Musa's time and it's true today. Second: PLEASE STOP SCAPEGOATING Black men you don't want in the first place, to explain how and why you aren't willing to do what it takes to even get an audience with these Masters of the Universe Brothers: Stop scapegoating the Blue Collar Brothers, the Short(er) Brothers, the lesser earning and motivated brothers, Brothers on Lockdown, the Average at Best Brothers, hell, the Brothers That Are No Longer Here(!) - they have enough very real problems in their life as it is, they don't need you dog piling on them ever three months being berated for why they can't be like the tiny group of Black men that turns your crank. And finally, third: Understand that at this point in the game, the Masters of the Universe Brothers have already been there, done that with regard to marriage and family - and if they're single and on the market, it's for one reason and one reason alone: TO HAVE FUN. And your mission, should you accept it, is to provide that for him. Both alone (Read: One on One Play) AND with company (Read: Threesomes). You are to provide feminine and sexual companionship for these men, to be fetching, MILF Grade eye candy for these guys in public and a stompdown freak in the sheets in private, to do it with a smile and to be down for whatever - oh, and you're also expected to be part of the rotation, ready to rock and roll out of the dugout when your number is called up. If you didn't get on the Wife Train Express during or shortly after your college years, you can kiss that part of your life goodbye, because it ain't gonna happen at this point and with these brothers - not today, not no day. With less than ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND Masters of the Universe Brothers and OVER SIX HUNDRED THOUSAND Sisters like you, you don't need to be an Einstein to see how this shakes out here. And we're not even talking about Black women your daughter's age, Becky, Maritza or Ling-Ling - ALL of whom are a far sight hotter, better looking and more pleasant, than the vast majority of GenX Black women who honestly think that their graduate and professional degrees and their six figures are enough to do the trick. Sista, please. TL;DR: We're tired of your bomba-clot crying. Seriously.
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Gen X black women are doing just fine. Down here in the Southern middle to upper middle class suburbs we are out jogging and cycling with our Brads on the clean and newly paved bicycle lanes enjoying the brightness of The American Dream. The non-select AND select “brothas” can kick rocks.