August 18th, 2025. Alycia McKeown, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed nutritionist from Ottawa, posts a perfectly ordinary picture of herself, her husband and her baby bump to Twitter.
“I’m beyond excited to be a mom,” she writes.
In a few short days, the tweet racks up fourteen million views, over seven thousand comments, and is shared more than five thousand times.
So what explains all this attention?
Does Alycia have millions of followers who hang on her every word? Did she embed some Sweeney-esque reference to her “good genes”? Is her baby widely believed to be the second coming of Jesus Christ?
Nope, all the excitement was because her husband, the father of her child, is black.
Well…maybe “excitement” isn’t the right word.
“Race mixing is nothing more than child abuse, and here are just a few of terrible reasons why…”
“a white woman with jungle fever and a self-hating black man are getting ready to welcome a baby into this world……”
“Burned your bloodlines, I can hear your ancestors screaming. We should ship the both of you to Kenya in a straw-filled crate, you filthy race traitor.”
And certainly not least, but thankfully last:
“I don’t care if he’s a handsome, smooth-skinned black Man — You should NEVER Betray your Ancestors for Sexual Pleasure. Why are you doing this????”
This terror of white women receiving “Sexual Pleasure” from black men is as old as racism itself.
It’s why Rebecca Felton advocated lynching black men “a thousand times a week,” to protect white women from “the ravening human beasts.” It’s why three grown men beat a black 14-year-old to death for whistling at a white woman in 1950s Mississippi. It’s why black men risked death if they were even suspected of knocking on a white woman’s door.
But I have to say, hearing racists talk about the smoothness of black men’s skin is a new low.
First, the good news.
According to a 2021 Gallup poll, 94% of Americans today have no problem with interracial marriage.
Unfortunately, that leaves ~19.8 million people who hear a chorus of their ancestors’ screams every time they see a picture of a non-colour-matched couple.
It leaves trolls harassing random couples with trivia about “race mixing,” it leaves Twitch streamers battling nervous breakdowns after finding out their girlfriends have slept with black guys, it leaves charismatically-challenged podcasters asking passers-by if they “think race mixing should be illegal.”
And I think what hurts these guys the most is that most people aren’t even offended by this silliness anymore, they just find it kind of…sad.
Because aside from the obvious, we all understand why these outpourings of racial angst focus so insistently on black men and white women.
We know why these racial purists don’t care that “race mixing” between white men and Hispanic or Asian women is several times more common than between black men and white women.
We know why these men have nothing better to do than try to tear down the happiness of a couple they’ll never even meet.
After all, if you’re a white supremacist hoping to secure “the future of the white race,” there’s nothing to stop you from leaving the comfort of your mother’s basement, meeting a nice white woman, and creating such conditions that she could post selfies of her baby bump on the internet.
But if you can’t do that, if women of all skin tones find you repulsive both inside and out, if caring for someone other than yourself is too high a bar for you to clear, if your best strategy for convincing a woman to be with you is calling her a “race traitor” when she falls in love with someone who has a different complexion, well, then you’re stuck.
This incel-coded racism, like all racism before it, is built on fear and insecurity and the uncertainty about who to blame for it.
These people don’t hate black men, they certainly don’t hate white women, they don’t even hate “race mixing.”
And sad to say, that’s a much more understandable position.
Racism is dying. It is dying because it’s too stupid and too wretched to survive.
It can’t improve, it cannot change (except perhaps into an even more pathetic remix of itself), it cannot grow because it has no roots, and nobody cares about it enough to feed it.
All it can do is slowly fade away.
In 1947, opposition to “interracial” marriage was the norm. Heck, in 1947, in most of America, interracial marriage was illegal. The last anti-miscegenation laws weren’t repealed until 2000.
But today, only 6% of Americans still oppose it. And just 2% of those aged 18–29.
In 1967, only 3% of new marriages were “interracial.” Some churches outright prohibited them even after the Supreme Court ruled in their favour.
But by 2019, interracial marriages accounted for 19% of new marriages, and those couples proved they could wind up just as miserable as anybody else.
In 1970, only 1% of babies were “bi-racial.” Black and white families alike worried that these children wouldn’t find anywhere to “fit in.”
But by 2013, there were over 9 million of these “bi-racial” Americans, one of whom happened to be a two-term President of the United States.
In a few months, a happy couple from Ottawa will welcome a new bi-racial baby into the world. And saddest of all, for some people, being angry about this isn’t even a new low.
While, in general, it is usually not expressed as hatefully as in the examples you give above, it seems as though there’s a percentage of people in every racial group who abhor the idea of racial mixing. Here in Detroit, my black wife (I’m white) has more than once been accosted and accused with something along the line of: “What’s the matter with you? You couldn’t find yourself a black man?”
Great writing!
“Race traitor.”
That’s straight out of Himmler.
On Twitter, nobody knows you’re a loser, it’s small comfort to know that these people couldn’t say this stuff in public without the other 94% shouting them down.