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Rihanna to Feature Chris Brown on New Single – Girl, We Need to Talk!
The official remix is due out next week. Sources told Miss Info that Brown recorded two features on the song, rapping on one and singing on the other, though it’s unclear at this time which (or both) will be used.
The two are also reportedly dating once again.
Why?
Why is this happening? Why are you doing this, Rihanna? Chris Brown brutally assaulted you – he punched you in the face over and over again while screaming he was going to kill you. This is not hyperbole. This happened. We’ve all read the police report.
I can only speak for myself here, but the type of person that beats his partner – his lover – is the type of person that will do it again.
I was in an abusive relationship for almost five years. In retrospect, I can chalk this time in my life up to some pretty horrendous child abuse, sexual abuse, being kicked out at age 12, and living in a city park by the time I was 16. It wasn’t pretty, and it’s not a surprising narrative that I allowed this crap to continue into my early twenties and my first adult (it so was not adult in hindsight) relationship.
The thing about an abusive partner is that they don’t start out that way. First dates don’t kick off with a smack in the face. It took about a year before my college boyfriend began to abuse me. It was a slow, drawn-out crazy train. I was straight edge, he was a total stoner who developed a nasty coke problem. There were times that he literally climbed onto the roof of my car and jumped up and down while I was in it. There were times that he punched me in the face. Once in control, he began snapping in front of other people. After he punched me in the back of my head in front of my best friend who was visiting from Philadelphia, his secret was out. Mine was too, I guess.
And then there was the summer that homeboy straight up lost his mind. He was literally doing cocaine at work, coming home and doing some more. The coffee table in our apartment was covered in a white film that he refused to clean. And then one morning I walked in on him sexually assaulting an unconscious 18-year-old at Burning Man. What a dreamboat, I know.
The quick chain of events set into motion from that moment included him choking me until I nearly passed out in a tent where nobody could see, me reporting a rape, the embarrassed victim first denying that it had occurred and then later finally admitting it, and then my now very high, very ex-boyfriend attacking me while I was asleep at home and whispering that he was going to finally kill me and that nobody would know about it .
And then by some miracle or drug reaction or combination of the two, in the middle of trying to choke me to death, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he literally passed out on top of me with his hands around my neck.
I crawled out of our apartment because I couldn’t make my legs work, and never went back again except to gather a few belongings months later after he had moved out – but not before leaving a mountain of shit higher than the toilet seat in the bowl and a collection of used condoms stuck to the bathroom wall. There were bugs everywhere. But that’s neither here nor there, I guess.
While all of this was going on, the last year especially, my little sister just kind of stopped talking to me. It was just too disappointing for her. I was supposed to be setting an example for her, and I was – a terrible one. That it’s OK to stay with a man that beats you. Barf.
My nightmare ex-boyfriend has gone on to have a pretty spectacular career, working for some world class employers (with ironic names considering the situation) since then. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t gross me out. But it is what it is.
It took almost being killed for me to get out. And that was the message that I was sending my sister, and for that matter, everyone else around me. It sucks. I’m not proud of it, though it continues to inform much of my worldview and the monumental reinvention of my life I’ve set in motion through this company over the past several years.
It’s been – gosh – six years? I dated some devastatingly handsome, wonderful men since then before ultimately meeting my now fiance a few years ago. We just bought our first house and are opening a restaurant/bar in New Orleans in a few months. Maybe you’ve heard about it? Nick is incredible. The smartest, most generous, most loving, most stunning man I’ve ever laid eyes on in my life. You’ll meet him if you ever visit us at Booty’s. You’ll see.
But to wrap this all up, Rihanna, he tried to kill you. And he only stopped when a witness appeared and called the police. All of the number one songs in the world aren’t worth the risk you’re taking here. And whether you like it or not, you ARE a role model. You’re telling people this behavior is acceptable, and it’s not.
You’re both playing a dangerous game here. Please stop. Scrap the single. Don’t release the video. Take a break and get your mind right, girl. Chris Brown might be a new man, but he also might not be. Why would you want to even bother finding out?
What do YOU think of Rihanna and Chris Brown’s renewed presence in one another’s lives?
