PZ: I am not enjoying our relationship, Whiteman, and I would like certain things to change.
WM: I am not willing, Z.
PZ: Well then, Whiteman, it is time for me to go.
WM: Absolutely not! It is strictly forbidden! The experts have ruled that there must be compromise in relationships. In this case the compromise is, you must stay on my terms!
PZ: We have no business arrangement and no contracts, Whiteman.
WM: That does not give you the right to leave.
PZ: Ciao, Whiteman.
WM: You have lost your mind!
PZ: Found it, Whiteman.
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 
You must be crazy if you don’t want to be in a relationship (any kind) with the whiteman. @@
It amazes me the depths of rationalization the whiteman goes to. “There is nothing wrong with me and my ways, the ‘Bytch’ is just ‘Krazy’!”
I miss this blog.
Oh, hell.
I just read your Whiteman posts. Funny, this sort of negotiation. I fell for straight Whiteman, and trust . . . that mf was really white and straight laced . . . but not that straight . . . just confined to being super macho-Rhineland-coal mining-closed shop unionist – white.
Funny, I tried to convert him, and I still get the upperhand, now and then . . . cause, we have a semblance that goes beyond our exotic view of one another . . . but, still no prize.
He is now in a totally white country (well, except for the indigenous population) South of the Equator.
Deep.
You and me.
🙂