It’s hard to believe that the legality of interracial marriage is barely 52 years old.
In 1967, the Supreme Court of the United States struck down state laws prohibiting interracial marriage. The landmark case was Loving v. Virginia involving Richard and Mildred Loving, a white man and a black woman, whose marriage was considered illegal in the state of Virginia.
Without that result I know I wouldn’t be here writing this column. Several of my closest friends wouldn’t be here either, and that’s kind of depressing.
Love is love. It’s hard to explain when it happens, but when you find that person, that spark that sets your soul on fire and ignites a firework show in your mind, you want that person in your life for as long as possible. For many of those, that means taking the big plunge and committing to your partner in marriage.
Don’t get me wrong. You don’t need marriage to commit your mind, body and soul to someone, but it’s probably the best way to get a new toaster and that gravy boat you’ve been eyeing for some time (I kid, I kid). But to have some government tell you who you can and cannot marry is kind of odd, as I know my friends in the LGBTQ+ can probably attest to that.
Interracial marriage should never have been an issue. Love is love and beauty comes from love. People just didn’t want races to mix and figured that by outlawing interracial marriage they could keep bloodlines pure. Guess again! Remember, love is love and sometimes love knows no bounds.
That idea of basic hate was the reason interracial marriage was barred. How is that even what the United States was about?
We view our society here in the US as civilized and ahead of its time, but are we really? We still find excuses to belittle and complain about our fellow man even though we don’t know their story. We complain when our government tries to assist folks, and then those that complain refuse to assist them as well because, “It’s not my problem.” And when the folks and entities who are supposed to be there to help won’t help, we act shocked.
I don’t try to come across each week as preachy or delusional as to how the world works, especially here in the US, but the truth is we can all do better. Even when we think we’re right, check and double check and then go forth and educate. It’s not that hard. Hearing it from a friend of a friend of a friend’s husband’s co-coworker doesn’t make it any more reliable. Sorry to tell you that.
Thank you to Richard and Mildred Loving for fighting the good fight and for showing the country that love is love. My half and half soul is blessed to come from two cultures and I couldn’t imagine it any other way.