Why Is Voting For Kamala the Only Way to 'Love' Black Women?
The social media hysterics betray a deeper issue...too many women don't know what 'love' is.
Why is the proof of love for Black women voting for a non-white woman?
By now you’ve all seen the election meltdown videos from distraught Kamala Harris voters across America. Some are pathetic, many are laughable, and more than a few are genuinely heartbreaking. Among the most heart-wrenching, at least in my estimation, are those from frantic young Black women, crying earnestly into the camera, asking through sobs and heaves, “Why do you hate me, America? Why do you hate Black women so much?”
Our first instinct may be to scoff and roll our eyes. It’s all just so dramatic.
But I am a mother, and that changes how you see the world. I began viewing these particular young women through the lens of my motherhood and it moved my heart.
How have we arrived here? How is it the test of one’s love and respect has become their vote?
This young woman asks, “Why do you hate Black women, America?” But the question that comes to my mind is - why is the only way to validate Black women to indulge all their political whims and personal desires? Why is it the exclusive test of loyalty to Black women is to do what they want when they want it?
Many Christians have had the experience of debating the issue of God with a non-believer friend and fielding the question, “If God is all-powerful, why doesn’t he just make everyone love Him?” The answer, of course, is that love is not love if it is not chosen. Choice is the act that validates love. You fall in love with your spouse when you meet them. You choose to love your spouse as you grow together over time. One is passion, the other is genuine commitment.
Is it “love” if there is no option for the giver outside of complete obedience?
These women aren’t asking for love, or even for respect. They are demanding total blind loyalty. Don’t have any opinions of your own. Don’t have any interests of your own. If the Black woman in your life wants you to vote a certain way, you do it. Her feelings are more important than yours. It is a an extremely immature position, but there is little doubt the progressive left is in a severe state of arrested development.
It is such a bizarre temper tantrum to witness. There are no other qualification for “loving” Black women in this case outside of voting for the woman of color - a woman who, by the way, has never once referred to herself publicly as a “Black woman.”
My husband is a Black man. He supports our entire Black family, including his Black wife and Black daughter. He pays our bills, finances the education of our children, handles the problems that come our way and generally supports our dreams and endeavors. That’s a lot of love for Black people, women specifically. Are we to believe that in spite of all that, the only true expression of that love is to vote for a woman based on her race? Conversely, are we to believe it is an act of hatred to decline to vote for a woman based on her race?
What’s happening here is the hostage-takers have run out of ransom. For four years, following the brutal Summer o’BLM, Americans were held captive by the swords of social justice. Those who did not give proper deference to the new structure of racial supremacy were shamed and protested. Their social media accounts were suspended. Their private lives were doxxed. Their businesses were harassed. They were treated to unending lectures via their movies and shows and even their advertisements.
Before Twitter became X, these same hostage-takers delighted in watching the censorship of those who did not exhibit the proper deference to their cultural captors. Now the party is over. On November 5th, Americans sent a clear message to the TikTok cultural kidnappers - we’re not paying your ransom anymore. The well is dry.
Only a child believes “love” is about getting what you want from other people. These hysterical videos venting about all the hatred for Black women are based in nothing but immature fantasies about the nature of love, and perhaps that is the saddest thing of all.
It makes me think these anxious young women have never experienced proper love. They’ve grown up in a world where love is conditional and largely based in the idea of self. Self-love, self-care, self-knowledge, self-esteem - all of the positive language around the idea of modern love revolves around the self. The self must be validated in order to feel loved. It turns every personal interaction into a transaction, a test. Not only is that an intensely stressful way to navigate life, it makes it difficult for others to enjoy life with them.
Perhaps that is part of the point, subconsciously.
My heart breaks for these young women who clearly have been so starved for genuine love that they think love only looks like agreement. We have stripped faith, family and community from their lives, particularly through the pandemic, and replaced it with politics and ideology. It is no wonder these people think the way their fellow Americans vote is a love language. They have no idea what the real thing looks like.
And in case there is anyone out there who isn’t sure how to define true love, here is the penultimate primer, courtesy of The Word.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. - 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
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