Let’s just get this out of the way from the beginning: Willie Ray Norwood, Jr aka Ray J is a clown. If f*cksh*t was an Olympic sport, I feel like Ray J would be a Kenyan running any long distance event. He’d be Michael Phelps at a backyard swim meet. He’d be a mortal lock as victor. And yet somehow, Ray-J has been relevant (yes, relevant) for over 10 years. Now that relevance could be that we’ve been clowning him for that long. But the truth is, it takes a special talent to be around in entertainment that long (without being a lawyer) when nobody can actually figure out any discernible talent that you have.
See Combs, Sean.
Speaking of Puffy, I mentioned this on Twitter, but isn’t it amazing that despite the fact that we clown the hell out of Ray J, nearly every person that we think is somebody loves dude? Think about the Floyd fight. Ray J was hanging with Puffy, Floyd, and 50. Snoop is his first cousin and loves him. Suge Knight used to co-sign him. He banged Kim K before it was popular. If you found out that he smanged Amber Rose before Kanye would you even be surprised at this point? I wouldn’t be surprised if Jay-Z and Beyonce named him as the Godfather of their golden goose (though I’m guessing Ty-Ty would be mad as hell). Aside from Fabolous…have we heard of anybody who subjectively mattered, so to speak, really clowning him or having anything ill to say towards him. Sure they probably think he’s a cornball, but he does happen to come off as the most genuine cornball on the planet. Like, if he asked you how your day was going, he’d really want to know the answer. And he likes to have fun. So he’s a nice guy who likes to have fun and take care of his friends. Or at least that’s the perception.
And yes, I’m a Ray J fan. Dude entertains me beyond belief. And he’s ignorant as all hell. That’s how I like my entertainment. I’ve downloaded all of his albums and have yet to delete most of them.
Anyway back to the lecture at hand. I find it interesting that women seem to be his biggest haters when in all truth, all women should completely understand his plight. Let’s break down the Ray J plight.
If Ray J could have one wish, it would be respect. That’s his biggest boon. Real or perceived. That was the crux of his ridiculous tirade. He wants respect. He’s got fly hoes in chains and swangin’ thangs. He’s just another young ninja havin’ thangs. The things he believes should garner him respect don’t. Nobody gives a sh*t. He’s tired of being humble all the time and taking the high road and pretending to be above listening to folks joke on him when he’s doing nothing more than being himself. He’s tired of being the butt of jokes. He just wants respect and to be able to do him without everybody treating him like he ain’t worth a damn.
Isn’t that what most women seek out? Respect? Women work hard to get degrees and do what they thinks is right and all of us cromagnon men reduce you all to your “bare” essentials. We don’t care about your brain, we care how you look. Aren’t women getting tired of being told why they won’t get married and why they ain’t measuring up? And being ridiculed from everything from the roota to the toota? And being labeled as angry or difficult whenever a differing opinion is expressed and therefore having to suppress a lot of non-sense and go-along-to-get-along?
Like most women, Ray J wants to be loved or left alone.
Can he live?
Apparently not. At the end of the day, duke just wants to be a nice guy who has fun and gets into occasional-to-fairly-frequent shenanigans. And we stay clowning him…mostly because he exists. Does he try to hard? Sure. For all you bougie ninja capital residents, the majority of cats we know try to hard in some area. We’re all trying to play some part. The funny sh*t is, most dudes want to live the life that he leads (as was stated in the comments yesterday). Including many of the folks clowning him.
Most women I know just want to be respected enough to walk down the street without some dude yelling out some thing outwardly ridiculous and trivializing her existence. Hell, I think its part of, if not the whole, reason so many women don’t smile when they walk down the street. They are trying to avoid the disrespectful comments by showing a hardened visage that should be a deterrent from speaking. She’s just trying to get where she’s going with the least amount of f*ckery. In an odd way, that, again, is Ray J’s struggle. He’s famous. The women seem to love him. He’s rich. He’s young. He’s got a good life and folks stay treating him like an R. Kelly urinal.
Ladies, between Drake and Ray J, you’ve got two men who are standing for the very essences of your being. Plus, Ray J likes to trick…he believes that shawty got gifts. And at the end of the day, anytime you’re feeling down, he’ll be there. Just wait a minute. What does that have to do with the price of Magnums in Asia? Nothing. But it was a good question.
Does Ray J get a fair shake? No Floyd. And ladies, why do you all clown Ray J so much when he’s doing everything he can to push for women’s rights? That’s just not nice.
Talk to me. Petey.
-VSB P aka THE ARSONIST aka RAY J’S PUBLICIST aka GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRL, HE A 3