Misogynist: A person who dislikes, despises, or is strongly prejudiced against women.
(i.e., many of Hip Hop and Rap’s leading artists.)
Recently, Robin Thicke and now-estranged wife Paul Patton‘s marriage ended quite publicly. As promotion for Robin Thicke’s latest creep-tastic album, “Paula,” a Q&A was set up via Twitter and his fans were requested to send in questions for him to answer. The fans, however, were few and far between, and what Thicke and his handlers got instead was a slew of questions that attacked him for his questionable treatment of women, the photographic evidence of his strange relationships with his fans, and the very public and stalker-like attempt to win his estranged wife back with his new album. Thicke ignored these tweets, as he has been ignoring most of the negative publicity surrounding him lately.
It is truly incredible to see the backlash unleashed on Thicke for disrespecting women so openly- he is an artist with an immense talent who used to make beautiful, soulful music (remember “Lost Without U” and “Magic?”), and since his decision to join the misogyny train, listeners have begun to rebel against him. That is commendable. It is a gorgeous sign of social consciousness from the twitter generation. However, the consciousness is quite selective. We are all on douche-patrol when it comes to Robin Thicke, meanwhile Chris Brown puts out “Loyal” with lyrics such as, “these hos ain’t loyal” and “just got rich/took a broke n**ga b**ch.” Ty Dolla $ign has a song out right now with B.O.B. called “Paranoid,” that is entirely about the objectification of women. “Two of my b**ches in the club/and they know about each other,” he says. “Little b***h, she used to be my favorite/but now we don’t speak the same language.” These songs not only openly objectify and demean women, but they’re also played just about every 10 minutes on every major hip-hop and R&B station. Today’s music makers know that even if they lace their infectious beats with poisonous lyrics, we’ll listen. Why don’t we care about that? Why are we holding Robin Thicke to a higher standard than literally everyone else?
Of course, I have to ask- is it a race thing? Are we expecting less from black artists than we do from white artists, or is that coincidental? Is it that black audiences don’t care if the music they listen to demeans women? Do black womennot care if the music they listen to demeans women? Or do they just not listen to that music? The discourse that emerged when “Blurred Lines” was released prompted Pharrell to prove his love and respect for women by “celebrating” them with his album “G I R L.” If audiences could elicit such a quick, swift response from Pharrell, couldn’t they get the same from their other favorite artists if, just once, they demanded it?