Step away…in the name of love.

31 10 2009


There is no way to say this without pissing some people off, so let me just say that if you don’t agree with me, I’m totally cool with that. We can still be friends. It’s nothing personal.

I can’t believe how many people are actually at the R.Kelly concert here in Houston tonight.

No, seriously. I’m real confused by it. Now, I know that he was acquitted of the things he was charged with. But I also saw that tape back in the day. I’m not at all confused about the fact that R.Kelly pissed (among other things) on a little girl and had the unmitigated gall to video tape it. Just as innocent people are sometimes convicted, guilty people sometimes walk free. That’s not fair, but that’s life as it is today. However, there was a time when even if you made your way free through the justice system, our community held you accountable for your actions. And if you disrespected the women, you most certainly had to pay.

Apparently, that time is over because after a few Come to Jesus songs, R.Kelly’s back at the Reliant Stadium. Not a juke joint. Not a small theater. He’s playing at the largest venue in Houston and people are shelling out their hard earned dollars to fund the lifestyle and legal fees of a (highly) suspected pedophile. Maybe that’s harsh. But it would be one thing if this was just an isolated pissing event. We could call it a mistake. Sick and perverted bad judgment. But it wasn’t a one time deal. R. Kelly married an under aged girl and was reportedly involved with other under aged girls as well. This wasn’t a mistake. This was a habit. And habits are hard to break.

I’m not at all suggesting that people don’t change. But what I am suggesting is that without a catalyst to change, people rarely do. What’s the catalyst here? Nothing about R.Kelly’s lifestyle or earning capacity seem to be affected by his past indiscretions. As a matter of fact, people are more excited than ever to go see him do what he does. He didn’t really suffer at the hands of the law either. So what makes anyone think that there would be a real reason to make a change in behavior?

Listen, you like what you like. I don’t really care for his music, but to each his own. My issue is that instead of being outraged that someone who has shown utter disregard for the sanctity of an girl’s adolescence and who has used his celebrity to take advantage of a child has breezed into our town to make a few more dollars, we’re partying and shit like it doesn’t even matter. The only reason it doesn’t matter is because that wasn’t your sister or your daughter or your niece. Because if it were, you and your boys would have stomped him clean into the devil’s lap.

When we adopt the mentality that all of us are apart of one another, the world gets a lot smaller. When I saw that tape, the only thought I had was “That poor child.” My heart died a little, because I realized that dude was sick. A grown woman can agree to be pissed on if she wants. Whatever rocks your boat, mama. But a child should never be in that situation. I knew at that point, it was going to very, very, very difficult to ever take him seriously again. I can’t shake that image. Time hasn’t changed that. We have to forgive. That’s universal law; at some point we all need forgiveness. But we don’t have to forget and condone. When we do, we say it’s okay. And it’s not okay. Would it be okay for a grown man to ride around your neighborhood trolling for girls? What I’m saying is that when we say it’s ok for an R.Kelly to come riding into town singing “12 Play” when you know good and well he’s a likely pedophile, what does that say about how we, as a community, value our girls and women? What does it mean that a girl’s dignity was bought for some sneaker money? What does it mean that it came to that point for her so young? What does it mean that people are readily supporting the man who did it?

He can work. Maybe he can write jingles or something. Write songs, he’s a gifted writer. Be behind the scenes. But he shouldn’t be doing concerts. We shouldn’t support that kind of traveling circus. If anyone ever had me on tape messing with a child, my livelihood would be gone – conviction or not. I’d have to find work in another field and that might not afford me the lifestyle I’m accustomed to. I really don’t see why that doesn’t apply here, especially since working in the field that he works in gives him the advantage – monetarily and influence wise – to perpetrate the offense. Why are we still funding the celebrity that allowed this guy to have the influence he had in the first place? Because he can sing? Lots of people can sing and they don’t piss on kids. Pick one and make him a star. But R.Kelly can go work at Burger King for all I care. Sing at the drive through; they have a mic and everything.

Be pissed off all you want. (Maybe Robert will join you, he’s into pee.) But realize that when you give your money to him, you’re supporting someone who clearly doesn’t respect the girls and the women he so readily sings about romancing. Something about that makes me cringe. It makes me certain our priorities are backwards. How about we throw our support behind someone who celebrates women instead?





Freestyle Friday, pt.1

23 10 2009


Hmm.

I been there, I done that , I looked it in the eyes.
You might be overwhelmed and I might not be surprised.
You might be excited, but I’ve already been.
You might be a nice chick, but I can be a better friend.
You might make quite scene, but I make quite a queen
and I would stay by his side – pockets fat, pockets lean.
See I can take it at face value, for what it is today
And not a long time ago and a far, far away
What it is right now is, what it always would’ve been
Spiritual enlightenment, not a fad, a game, a trend
Not a surface scratching pastime
A mental manifest, so sublime
It’s deeper than you realize
and difficult to internalize.

Enough of that.

So who am I?

I’m neither foe nor friend
Enemy nor comrade
neutral…
This isn’t really a battle anyway, silly.
If we create our own destiny,
I came, I saw, I assessed.
And one day,
if the cosmic timing is right,
I just might
be back.
Keep the candle in the window.

JD8KHFAM23DT




Barack Obama is NOT your husband.

16 09 2009
Bet YOU would have gotten YOUR man some new shoes. Girl, too bad this isn’t YOUR man.
It happened again. If you want to be starting something, question President Obama around a Black woman. And then duck. No, you’d probably better run.

I saw this coming. Those poster collages in your cubicles. The starry eyed expressions whenever he was on television. The sweaty palms when he was in your town. Don’t let a sister have gone to the actual venue he was at – she’s probably still on a chocolate high and showing people grainy pictures from her camera phone a whole year later. This crush has gotten out of control.

I like him too. He seems like a nice guy and I think he was the right choice. But that doesn’t mean that I’m going to agree with everything he says or does. Recently, I’ve had conversations with other women about how the President’s term has gone so far. I must admit, I’ve had some reservations about some of the things President Obama has done and hasn’t done. I thought that was allowed. I was so wrong. Expressions started to change. Brows became furrowed. Eyes started rolling. I wondered what I’d done or said that was so wrong. Then it hit me:

I was talking about their man.

Now, I know everyone was digging the promise of change and the audacity of YES WE CAN and everything else that came with the Obama campaign. But on a deeper level, Barack Obama is the man that so many Black women have been waiting for. He’s smart and well educated, seemingly down to earth, funny, attractive, a family man. Just the thing we’ve been looking for – and not finding-at the club on a Saturday night. So we took him close to our hearts. He became our man. And talking about our man is a definite no-no. Our gut reaction is blind defense.

Women in general, but black women especially, are fiercely loyal. If we love you, you’d better get used to it, cause we’re not going anywhere. And we’re always ready to defend our man, whether he’s right or wrong and whether we know all the facts or not. It’s a somewhat admirable trait, when it is your man in question. But Barack Obama is not your man. He’s the President of the United States.

The President has to stand on his own. The same measure I’d use for George Bush or Bill Clinton, I have to use for Barack Obama. Yeah, I understand he’s inherited a mess. That really sucks. Now, he has to make the decisions necessary to begin to get us out of this mess, to change how the world sees our country and to make it better for our kids. That means some tough, unpopular choices. I do question the President’s audacity when it comes to that. He’s always played it near the middle, trying to please everyone in the name of unity. I get that, I really do. But nothing happens in the middle. The middle is the status quo and that’s what we’re trying to get away from. So when the pressure is on, I need President Obama not to fold. Or be everyone’s friend. Or keep quiet. It’s not time for that.

Think about your own man for a minute, or at least the one you used to have (I’m not hating, I fall in the latter category.) Could he take you seriously if you agreed with everything he said? I mean, he might have enjoyed it for a while, but could he take it seriously? Or did he appreciate that you, respectfully, called him to the carpet if he was wrong? Not nag him or fight about it, but expect that he made the decisions that were best for your family or your relationship. If Obama was really your man, would you not question his choices sometimes? I can’t imagine he’d have much respect for a woman who didn’t. And I’m sure that his own wife, at times, does.

It’s okay to be in the President’s corner. And it’s okay, to a certain degree, to defend him against lies, misrepresentations and other bits of slander that may be flying his way. But it’s also okay to dialogue about what’s going right and what’s going wrong, because everything isn’t going right. You really don’t have to take it personally when people bring it up the sticky issues regarding Barack Obama and his presidency, because that’s Michelle Obama’s job and I’m sure she does it beautifully.