The other night, Steve and I were watching Without Prejudice, a TV show on the Game Show Network. The show’s premise has a five-person panel which chooses one winner from among five strangers to receive a prize of $25,000. The five contestants reveal information about themselves and their background and are voted off one at a time based on their personal story.
The show was only mildly interesting until one woman on the show said this with noticeable force:
“I don’t agree with interracial marriage. I just don’t.”
Now I thought I had seen and heard everything on TV, but that woman’s statement came as quite a shock to my system. I was just blown away by the fact that some people actually feel that strongly against interracial marriage. Later, out of curiosity, I did some research online, and found that the last of many U.S. anti-miscegenation laws was repealed in 1967. You read that correctly – 1967. Only forty years ago. And people like the woman on Without Prejudice still have those same sentiments today. Unbelievable.
My being in a relationship with a white man has never crossed my mind as something that others might view as a moral issue along the same lines as abortion or gay marriage.
Maybe it’s because I grew up in Hawaii, where many of my friends were of amazingly unique mixes of heritage, and interracial marriages are commonplace. Maybe it’s because so many of my friends are in interracial relationships. Maybe it’s because I have yet to encounter anyone among family, friends and even strangers who is anything less that supportive and celebratory of our marriage.
I love my interracial marriage, and the ways our different cultures and ethnic identities shape the relationship. Being a Chinese woman married to a white man has brought all sorts of joys, challenges, adventures, differences, and laughter into my life, and I wouldn’t change it for the world. Plus, you know, we are going to have some seriously cute kids someday.