Holy shit. I’ve been listening to the Dave Ryan show this week, and there was a segment called “How Will They Take It?” There was a woman on who was terrified of telling her mom that she was dating a black man, so she called the station to help her. She was very open about how racist her mother was, the things that she says about black people. It was very clear to me that she was going to take it worse than what the radio DJs thought.

Note: I won’t be mad if you don’t read all my commentary. At the very least, listen to the audio clips.

Listen to part 1:

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In part 1, we discover this girl’s mom knows she has a boyfriend, knows all about him, but has never met him and she hasn’t disclosed that he’s black. Keep in mind, this is 2010. I have a daughter, I understand that people fall in love with whoever they fall in love with. I know of people who have been thrown out of their house because they dated outside of their race, or they told their parents that they were gay. I can’t imagine being the father that disowns his child over something that they have no control over. I can’t imagine being the father that is so ashamed of their child that they want nothing more to do with them unless they make a choice, no matter how unhappy it makes them feel. I only want my kids to be happy. If they were unhappy because of the way I made them live their life, then I’m a failure as a father. At least, that’s how I feel. I do know it’s a generational thing too. My parents made pretty ignorant comments about other people based on stereotypes, or on the one black/Mexican/whatever person they’ve encountered on a one-on-one basis. This was the main reason I went out and dated a black girl when I was in high school. It was on purpose, and it was just long enough to prove a point to my family that I will end up with whoever I end up, despite what they think. Mom got it, Dad didn’t.

The next day, this girl calls the station back, and they talk to her before diving in to a phone call with the mother. This is where they finally tell the mother that her daughter is dating a black guy.

Part 2:

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If you didn’t listen to part 1, I am forcing you to listen to part 2. You have to. This is important.

First of all, fuck that mom. Who in the fuck does she think she is? Is this how older people are in tiny ass bumpkin hillbilly towns in Iowa? I wouldn’t know. I’m from Houston, and grew up in Orlando. But are you fucking joking me? Families fall apart over shit like this, like their pride is more important than their family. Do these parents think that their kids are going out with black guys to spite them? I mean, I get it. I will be the first to admit I might be a little overwhelmed if, one day, my daughter was like, “Surprise! My boyfriend is black!” It’s nothing something you really prepare for as a parent, unless you come from a biracial home. “Oh, what if my kid dates someone outside of their race?” It’s just something you deal with. But you certainly don’t try to talk your kid out of it by spewing off such hateful generalizations about people you don’t even know. Fuck that noise.

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