“EXCUSE ME, Mr. Marks, but I thought this was a food blog. Interracial marriages create nothing but heartache for any children conceived by such a union. DID you not read the media headlines today about the strife wrought by interracial marriages in America? Perhaps you two should stick to ‘baking’ cookies instead of ‘making’ interracial children.“
Though the commenter’s profile appears to be a ruse to get more website hits, I will still gladly address the comment. Because really, who could pass up this one?
First off, Commenter, I am a missus. Get that straight. Unless you’re addressing my husband, who in fact does NOT claim to own a food blog. He certainly does not cook enough to warrant anything of the sort, and will gladly admit it.
Secondly, thanks for the warning about all the heartache and strife my future multiracial children are doomed to face. I’ll begin setting aside therapy money pronto. But, wait…how do you explain Tiger Woods turning out okay?
Thirdly, if by your use of quotation marks you are insulting my “baking” skills, well then. Now I’m offended.
All joking aside, I have addressed some of my thoughts on interracial marriage here. And this recent comment (even if it was from someone with simply too much time and a penchant for instigating fights on people’s blogs), reflects the disturbing reality of the fear, hatred and prejudice that still exist in our world today.
I want to dispel the notion that I think my marriage is fundamentally better than others simply because we’re an interracial couple. Low and behold, Steve and I have many of the same issues, problems and dilemmas that any married couple experiences. Shocker, I know.
That said, I do believe that there are many interracial couples (and their families) who have walked a uniquely difficult road, and those people should be applauded. Because of my own experiences, I have a special place in my heart for interracial couples and their multiracial children. And I will continue to celebrate fellow interracial couples, such as Jon and Kate, Heidi Klum and Seal, and many of our real life couple friends (because we apparently run around in packs).
I will also continue to look forward to the day we have our own lovely multiracial children, who will hopefully be welcomed into a world that is a little more loving than it currently stands.
But until then, I guess I’ll keep “baking” cookies.