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Love in the Obama’s era

We are now in the 21 century, we elected the first black president and the idea that we never been to the moon doesn’t matter anymore… but the time for love is still to come. There’s never been a Martin Luther King for love. The first love revolution jumped from woman to men, white on white, Latino on Latino, black on black to gay and lesbian love.

    All dating sites ask you what is your ethnicity and what ethnicity you would like to date. It might make sense since the point of view of the database to narrow a search but at the same time the same time it destroys the basics of human nature, where we date someone based primary by the way they look, before we thought of races. At the beginning the questions was, are you black or white? Then they change it to what is your ethnicity? White/Caucasian, Black, Latino/Spanic , Asian, Middle Eastern, Other. Let’s say that you want to date an Italian man or woman, are you going to call it white? What kind of with are you going to get, an Italian or a Polish, what about Spanish, Cubans or Argentineans or Uruguayans. They are whites and Spanish. I’m not going to list all the possible combination but I hope you get the point. Just try to classify Jennifer Lopes or Ricky Martin, what are they, Spanish or white or Mediterranean?

    Where I want to get is to the fact that when is about love, we still see the world in white and black. That when I see and add and somebody say that they are looking for an Spanic male I don’t know if they are looking for somebody like Ricky Martin or Cheech Marin. Both options leave me out of the game, especially since I am a mix of both. If I say that I don’t like black woman, I would be killing my chances of dating Halle Berry… nay way, this discussion is pointless and dead since we came to the era of gay marriage before we could settle our differences about race and color. Gays and lesbians don’t care about all those issues because they don’t want to put stale food on their table; they leave it for us so we can petty about ourselves and our petty problems. They are bringing their issues to the Supreme Court while I’m still crying over a blond that doesn’t date Mexicans because doesn’t know how to bring it to her parents and their suburban thanksgiving celebration… well, that is just a figure of speech.

    What are we going to learn? This society is eventually going to legalize gay marriage before we learn how to love without any barriers or preconceive ideas. In a way we can say that gay marriage will come before is the right time, but there is never a right time… it will come to this world like a premature baby or maybe like a prodigy baby… and the other love, the one that doesn’t see color or races will come as soon as our generation dies and with us all the deformities that our grandparents put in this society and we never knew how to shake from our backs, tired of carrying the baggage of thousands of years of human evolution.