THE ROBERT W. WHITAKER ARCHIVE

ON THE GAME | 2007-03-25

I was astounded by a poll which showed that 97% of white women prefer white men. I would have thought that, in speaking to a stranger, at least 70% of white women, who spend a major portion of their time in the beauty shop and a major portion of their money on cosmetics, would have said what they always say: Looks are not important.

Some time back a poll showed that the overwhelming majority of women wanted pretty children but did not care what their husbands looked like. As far as I can tell, it is required that one say that Hitler was the only person in history who thought children might care what THEY looked like.

All that is supposed to matter to the next generation is not that they look like a bunch of the mulattoes and browns who go crazy over blonds in Brazil. It's fine with OJ Simpson's daughter that she looks like the type of woman her father wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole as long as Poppa was IN LOVE at the time that that guy in a dress waved his arms over the mixed couple.

All this is as sane as a privet bush in your ear, so I was astounded when 97% of white women actually stated their preference for white men. In an insane world, sanity sounds WEIRD.

But half of the white women did say they would marry a nonwhite if the nonwhite made a LOT more money. The pollster even worked out the trade-off. If he has a million a year, hubby can be a chimpanzee.

Which reminds me of an exchange Bernard Shaw was supposed to have had at a party. A woman was talking abut the glories of being rich, so he said, "So you would do anything for a million pounds, even go to bed with me?"

She replied that of course she would.

Shaw then said, "Will you got o be with me at the going rate on the street, say, ten shillings?"

The woman was shocked, "What do you think I am, a prostitute!?"

Shaw replied, "We've already established what you are. We are now negotiating the price."