Black love/hate

I just saw this post on an LJ I lurk on regularly, and honestly, there's not much else to be said about why the whole "Why the rap mysogyny hurts so much" debate:

What I don't know black men understand or even black women can articulate is this:

There is no new blackland. That is to say that there is nowhere in the world -- the ENTIRE WORLD -- where a black woman is the beauty standard. There is NOWHWERE where our skin is sang about, where our form is coveted, where our hair is rhaposized about. Nowhere. And, no, that is not black men's fault. But the matter, the real matter, is that if black men don't love us, NO ONE LOVES US. Hispanic men don't think their women are second best. You go to China and there is a Chinese ideal of beauty. Tell me this place where brown women who look like me, who look like your mother, are considered desirable by default.I

t may not be fair to lay the burden at the feet of black men, but that is all we have. We cannot make anyone else hear us and YOU are our last hope.

IF BLACK MEN DO NOT HONOR AND DESIRE BLACK WOMEN THEN THERE IS NOWHERE ELSE FOR US TO GO.

And that is a real, real, real truth. Real.Now keep it thus.

Amen.