Marrying Black girls for guys who aren't Black

the long version

"White guy Hagen Engler had been married to his black wife for a couple of years before he realised he was still a racist! Marrying Black Girls for Guys Who Aren\2019t Black describes his journey from being the whitest person this side of a Smokie concert to being slightly blacker, if not visibly so. Combining anecdotes, rhymes, essays and freestyle political discourse, the book charts a personal route to an integrated society in Unit 2, Sandown Court, Johannesburg. As the newly disenfranchised minority in his tongue, Hagen has gained a fresh insight into the struggles of the oppressed. Living with a gorgeous, militant black woman has helped this armchair liberal understand cultural and economic reality and also realise that while he can appreciate the kwaito-house works of Oskido and the later releases of Letta Mbuli, he will never enjoy Basketball Wives, Kenny Lattimore, or boiled tripe. The jury\2019s still out on umlequa too. Once you make your peace with skin colour, does race even exist? Or is culture what distinguishes us? What happens when a surfer/bungee-jumper/rock \2018n roll goofball hooks up with a black-diamond struggle veteran and shoe fetishist? It\2019s hard to be a neoliberal hardliner when your partner\2019s real-life experiences undermines all your prejudices. It\2019s a cultural exchange over the TV remote, race relations in the contested space between the sink, the toaster and the microwave, as yet another mixed marriage cocks up the race debate.--Publishers description.