But Why?

America is advertised as the 'land of opportunity', but all of that image is a farce. From childhood up Americans are taught to believe they can go from the bottom to the top in a snap of the finger. We are never taught to think critically or plan for the future. We live very individual lives although we very much mingle with and impact each other. Logic is a stranger in our land, in which plenty of things don't make sense. Yet at the same time scores of Americans complain about conditions, only few consider a proactive approach to life. I am a proactive person in everything I do. Often if I do something of a rogue nature.. I even plan that too; "Jeena, tonight just go with the flow" lol :-D My biggest goal in life has been to live and love with integrity. American society will not permit me to live this way. Often times to progress, one must lie, cheat and steal. Most wealthy people of previous generations are found to have scandals in their closets... ponzie schemes and the like all tarnishing their reputations. As I observe, I wondered if there is any actual way to obtain the 'American dream' in a legit way. I see the ramifications that living scandalously takes on their families. Either their children are clones of their parents, struggling with addictions, dealing with homosexuality or gender identity issues, stricken with medical issues etc. Simply put.. these are issues I rather not cultivate. For a sensible model in living I looked to the past. I implemented lifestyle models that actually worked and adopted a mentality of the same. But its been a hard pill to swallow.. few share my view, and therefore moving forward in the way I would like has been an abrasive path. Naturally, to achieve my dreams of marriage and family, I can not obtain them on my own. The pool of eligible, sensible gentleman that actually like black women and are not weird or gay is small. I thought I had circumvented it by dating a foreign man that had migrated to the states, but found that he was a sponge for all the American toxins I had tried to avoid. My next trick would be observing a foreign man in his environment. VOILA! Where would I go? How? and Why?
London made the best perfect sense. It had shared the traditional European values of quality of life and family, yet was a land in which I would not have the language barrier. I felt that relocating there would not be as tremendous a culture shock as I would endure moving to a non English speaking country.My first step? I set out to learn what I could about immigration.