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My mate is ethnically Indian (though born in Ireland and raised in Canada of a father from Kenya and a Mum from Mauritius, so go figger). Her first husband was a Big White Canadian Guy with blue eyes, fair skin and all that jazz. She told me that at that time, she needed a big white Canadian in her life to feel Canadian. She was hassled as a kid for being brown-skinned and used to try to scrub the brown off her body in the tub as a tot.
She doesn't do that no mo.
After her hubby split, she was not looking for a mate but we ended up colliding through a series of natural disasters. I'm a German Jewish English Episcopalian mutt. Our dotters (Thing One and Thing Two) are gorgeous hybrids. We just got back from a New Years party I played at, and in attendance were three other "interracial" couples (humans are one race, really) with kids (all gorgeous): Afrofem and Anglodood, Anglofem and Indiandood, Japanesefem and Anglodood. I've known these folks for years and I think they all hooked up because they love each other, not because of their ethnicity.
However, RE: me mate. So she was trying to adapt to The Great White North through snogging white guys as a young woman, but no longer gives a hoot. She's kinda embarassed about it now, but also thinks she came by it honestly. BTW, her sister is married to a Big White Canadian (the brother of my wofe's ex...) and always dated whitedoods. Ther childhood friends were either hybrids of interracial marriage or have since married folks of other races. All of them. We just got back from a holiday gathering of the extended Ontario Tribe and saw the whole lot and their gorgeous hybrid kids. Good times. Felt like the freaking UN.
Anywho, as for me...well, I've always liked the look of my pale olive skin against cocoa...and still do. I played in an african rock band for years and made love in that scene and played raga rock before that and made love in that scene and have hung with folks from different ethnic groups all my daze without hardly noticing, really. Then again, the Euro-Americans never tugged my heart the same way. Fetish? Nah. Aesthetics. And culture. And life history.
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Hasta --> Rico
"Earth is an asylum for angels with amnesia" -- Emerson
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