I used to think that Chris Brown was like annoying telesales calls: ignore him and he’d go away.
My theory was that he wanted fame and attention, regardless of the nature. In ignoring his actions and idiocy I would be starving him of the oxygen of publicity. Eventually, everyone would start doing the same. Until, one sweet day, he would vanish.
This approach has its merits and can be highly successful. I can spend weeks or months on end without uttering his name or reading a single tweet about him. Then something happened that thrust the vile little creature onto my radar. I can’t, and don’t want to, ignore him anymore.
He has flaunted his vileness in way that makes me sick to the pit of my stomach. I hate to be all “think of the children” here, but it terrifies me that this
man boy imbecile is adored and defended by thousands of young women.
Chris Brown is a toxic mix of idiot, domestic abuser, radio-friendly pop tunes and a face that girls inexplicably go mad for. He is also completely deluded about himself and his actions.
He claims to be an artist and for THAT neck tattoo to be a work of art celebrating Dia de los Muertos. Bullshit.
I have no doubt that Brown is dumb and deluded enough to honestly believe this. In his mind, having a messed-up woman’s face on his neck is totally awesome and in no way related to him repeatedly punching Rihanna in the face. What I can’t comprehend is that none of his friends or label people pulled him to the side and said “dude, this is not cool.”
Surely there must be someone in his entourage with half a brain cell? Didn’t they see the problem here? Or, more terrifyingly, did they see the problem and see it as a golden publicity opportunity? Normal ethics and morality do not come into play when managing the career of a convicted woman beater.
What scares me is that Chris Brown is making a nice little career out of being The Most Hated Man in Pop. Is all of this a carefully orchestrated stunt, designed to get people like me talking about him? Is this column feeding the Breezy beast?
Ignoring him avoids such concerns. But I’m writing this in hope. I hope that so many people get mad and blog, shout, tweet, rant in the pub, hire a skywriter, create memes, spell it out in alphabetti spaghetti and take an Instagram picture...
...that Chris Brown finally gets the message: GO AWAY.
Image via Eva Rinaldi Celebrity and Live Music Photographer's Flickr