Well, I guess I'll take the bait and stick my big mouth into the conversation. Ancient Youth hit the nail right on the head and offered on of the most clear and honest answers up here so far. I think black men in general date white women because they have been indoctrinated under white supremacy. The entire black community is complicite to some degree at this point because we have tolerated the behavior and not strived for ultimate unity of purpose and direction as balck people. We are still psychologically and mentally colonized to an extent. I say this having been in an interrtacial marrage in which there was honest love. The overwhelming problem is this right here, the discussion we are having and the overall negative impact on the black community. THis perpetuates the cast system to the finacail and social benefit of lighter skinned peoples, who conveniently dissociate themselves from their darker skinned ancestors to proclaim themselves ANYTHING but black. Furthermore, there is no cultural status to being in a relationship with a black woman for a balck man in Western (Babylonian) culture. Success is defined by having what the white man has, his woman.
I wanted a black Rasta man back in the late eighties and early nineties before I met my husband, and there were many around. I found myself far at the back of the line behind all the white women of Ann Arbor who shamelessly and relentlessly chase down black (especially Rasta) men. So, I was at a disadvantage being a black girl. I met a white Rasta guy who treated me like a queen and who I married, in my youthful foolishness. What I came to slowly understand was that as much as we liked each other as individuals, our cultures practically hate each other, and this was a major problem. He was not willing to endure the ridicule and basic heat that went along with being a part of a black family, and whenever the #$%^ hit the fan, I was on my own for the most part. The lesson I learned is that he would be ok as long as there was no social pressure. What he didn't understand was that being black is the definition of living under constant and considerable ongoing social discrimination and pressure. He got the hell out of the kitchen in other words. I evolved to realize and understand that all in all he was more dedicated to his overall culture than to me. I needed to take a long look at my life and learn a lesson from that. Never abandon your culture for another because your culture is where you come from and ultimately how you define yourself. So, I have my regrets, but I also learned and invaluable lesson. So, I can kind of see both sides of the issue. I would also say that I was in the minority as a black woman marrying a white rasta guy, and I have endured my share of angry, hateful, dirty looks from black men, while they sat their with their white woman. In other words, I didn't need the long term drama.
I am glad to see honest discussions going on about this, I don't think always people fully understand how an indivdual's actions impact the entire community.