The self-help section of your local bookstore just got a little bit weirder. J.C. Davies, author of the dating guide called I Got the Fever: What's Race Gotta Do With It?, proclaims to know a thing or two about men. All kinds of men, and she wants to share her experiences with the world.
Davies was an analyst on Wall Street and lost her job when the economy took a tumble, but instead of crawling under her bed covers to hide and cry, she crawled into the sack and got busy.
Fed up with the cliched dating books, Davies thought it was time someone spoke the truth about dating dudes from all types of races. She claims she's the only one with the balls to write about sex this way.
Crazy, party of one? Your table's now ready.
Turns out the worst part about the economic crash wasn't all the lost homes nor the bankrupt companies.
Davies' book has five sections, each one dedicated to a different cultures: Latino, Black, Asian, Indian, and Jewish. She answers these burning questions that we all can't stop thinking about:
- Do Asian men like their women submissive?
- Are Jewish men really cheap?
- Are all Indian men well versed in the Kama Sutra?
- Do Latin lovers live up to their reputation?
- Do Black men actually have big, er, uh, equipment?
Davies says her book will help women pick and choose what they like instead of telling them what to change about themselves. Some of her pearls of wisdom she shares in the book go something like, "Latino men are macho and possessive, Asians are rubbish between the sheets, and black men don't like talking about Al Sharpton."
What's most appalling to me is that this is intended to be a guide for women either in an interracial relationship or looking to start one. To generalize entire cultures and throw them into individual chapters like "Yellow Fever" or "Jungle Fever" is absurd. I don't think many women would go, "Hmm, I like this Indian man, but let me first read about the stereotypes from his culture in a dating guide for women broken down by race." Worst part is I'm not sure if this is supposed to be a joke or not. I can't tell! Is the author taking herself and her "20 years of dating experience" in Manhattan seriously? Does she really think this how-to guide is useful?
If I had to guess, I'd say yes, she truly believes this breakdown of men by race and culture is going to be useful to single ladies looking to nail down a man and need to know which ethnicity fits their needs. Perhaps the most offensive thing about this book is that it wasn't written by Chelsea Handler.
What are your thoughts on I Got the Fever?
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