May 16th, 2012 
Jon Bradbury Welcome to my very first blog post on Essence of Extasy!
I must say at the very first that I have Tina and Extasy to thank because, with the publication of Colorblind in 2005, my career as a published working writer was born. If it were not for the advent of e-books I would not have been a published writer. And that’s a fact.
And now, on to our show. I get asked, a lot, why I like black women. Well, my attraction to black women is quite a powerful one, and has many layers to it.
My childhood was not the best. It wasn’t exactly the worst, but it also could have been a lot better. My Dad, a Vietnam veteran, was also a heavy drinker. I remember one time in particular, coming home from school and being very excited about a TV show that was coming on that night, and Dad was fine. But by the time my sister and I sat down to dinner, Dad was passed out on the couch.
On my Mom’s end, things weren’t much better. She was always stressed out because Dad couldn’t hold a steady job and she became the breadwinner. As a result, my parents argued a lot. If they were still alive, they would probably say it wasn’t as bad as I make it sound. But trust me, they were always arguing about something.
And so, I remember a TV show, on during my grade school years (late 1970′s for those who wish to know) about a local TV news crew. And among those people were a black woman and a white man who were married, big stuff for that time period.
And before you roll your eyes, yes I know it was just a TV show. Yes, I know it was supposed to have a happy ending. But for me, it was the first time that I saw a married couple work out their differences in a positive and constructive fashion, instead of snarling at each other.
And so my attraction to black women was born. It was, and continues to be, a powerful and subliminal attraction. At first it was not sexual, but as I grew up, sexual attraction became a part of it.
But the main part is, and always will be, that black women are a reminder of a safe place, shelter from the storm, a reminder of more positive possibilities.
And I don’t really seem to have a preference over one shade or another. From Naomi Campbell’s deep dark chocolate fudge all the way to Tamara Taylor’s sweet caramel, I love them all. I continue to be inspired by beautiful women of color.
Please feel free to comment or Tweet me @jonb1969. Peace, out. Namaste.
