We're no fans of the P.C. police, but there is a line between having common courtesy and being purposely offensive that many who claim to be enemies of political correctness seem to miss. Author J.C. Davies seems to be one of these enemies. In her book "I Got the Fever: Love, What's Race Gotta Do With It?," she details things like how Indian men smell like curry and all Hispanic men are macho in chapters with titles such as "Jungle Fever" and "Curry Fever." She tells the Post, "No one has the balls to write about sex and culture in a real way." But is writing about her "Oreo" ex-boyfriend really realistic?
Davies does admit in her book that, "a label...can never adequately describe any man. Every man is shaped not only by his culture, but also by his upbringing, life experiences, the extent to which he accepts or rejects cultural norms." But she still bases her entire book on separate but equal "fevers." It doesn't help that her argument that people really want to know if Black men have larger penises is flawed, since numerous studies have debunked that myth about race and penis size.
Davies is at least honest about her background and her research, and makes no apologies for how she represents her opinions. There are also thoughtful interpretations hidden behind her slightly offensive claims; in a blog post, she definitively declares "Asians don't date brothers" before explaining that while many Asian cultures do have a perception that light-colored skin is preferable, it still depends on the person. Like in Romeo Must Die! But can an honest discussion about race and sex happen when even the book's title is such a blatant attempt to drive sales on sensationalism?
