My grandmother ended up being clear: It didn’t matter to her that my boyfriend ended up being white, but there is a very important factor she had a need to understand.
“whom did he vote for?”
This concern happens to be derided by some as unjust (a great deal for the tolerant left!) and refused by other people as just unneeded. Why should it make a difference, they posit, if love conquers all? But for me, the inquiry felt entirely reasonable. Ebony women’s choice whether and whom to love has become shaped by governmental forces, and manufactured in the real face of extreme opposition. To this end, We have constantly tried to explore love being a choice that is political. (more…)