The Flavor of Desperation

The Flavor of Love tells me two things. 1) Women actually believe in the myth of the man shortage. 2) Women are desperate.

It is true that what you believe in becomes your truth. Some women believe all men are dogs. As a result they only meet men who continually show their a$$. Some women believe there is a shortage of good black men. That all the "good" black men are gay, in jail, or dead. These same women are often told by the matriarchs in their families that "men ain't $hit", are not to be trusted, only want one thing, or are only good for one thing.

I have never subscribed to any of these issues. The only viable lessons i can recall about men from my mother are 1) to have my own bank account and 2) leave if a man hits me. The negative lessons I observed from watching other woman. But i could never adopt the doctrine. I believe in the existance of good, educated, sexy black men. I meet them, know them and see them continually. This is not to say i've never met a dog or two. But I don't attract men like that into my life. I could also attribute the difference i experience to the fact that most of my friends are guys , so my understanding of men comes from a different place.

Some women are looking for a father figure. Some women are looking for a supporter. Others are looking for something to come from a man and get upset when it doesn't develop and show itself. Perhaps, it is because I don't come from a needy or greedy place that my relationship with men is different. But it is.

On the flip side, when i watch Flavor of Love , I am contstantly appalled. Where do these women come from? Do they really think "True Love" will come from this circus? Is the situation out there so bad they 20+ women are vying for the attention of an ex crack head/roach?

Maybe i am not opening up my mind enough but i can't wrap my understanding around this thing before me.

Is the man situation really that bad, or are we really that sad of a people that we have to resort to such tactics? Perhaps we need a better understanding of ourselves. OR perhaps Jerry Springer just wasn't enough drama..


who knows... I know a few good men... I'll focus my energies in that direction :)