About two weeks ago I read Kanye West having a confession hour on Twitter in regards to the word bitch…. After his rant he referenced a song by Lupe Fiasco “Bitch Bad”.  Until this day I had never heard this song.  I clicked on the link he provided in his tweet and I watched the video.  Needless to say I was intrigued, and his lyrics really got me to thinking.  I made a mental note that I needed to blog about this topic…. So here it goes… The Case of the Confused Bitches

If you haven’t seen the “Bitch Bad” video here you go…

 

Yes I’m guilty of calling my friends bitches, hoes, tramps, sluts, slores, you know the various degrading names that only your friends who love you are allowed to call you.  Does it change the meaning because they are my friends? No.  Does it make it sound better because I love them? No.  But hey, it’s just something I do.  I can’t tell you WHY I do it, I can’t even tell you WHEN I started doing it.  I just know that it has become a habit.  I don’t mean any harm, and I should probably work on it but I’m human and to err is human.

 

But I do not, have not and will not refer to myself as a “Bad Bitch”. I don’t even know what that term really means.  In my head it’s kind of like the word “Diva”… it’s imaginary.  Most of the time self-proclaimed, and well most of the “self-proclaimed “bad bitches” I know need more people to convince me of the title.  However, I can understand why women want to be a “Bad Bitch”, hell isn’t that what every rapper wants? A bad bitch to ride in the passenger side of his foreign car that he takes everywhere, on expensive trips and buys Italian purses.  If I believed everything I heard in rap songs I would want to be a bad bitch too.  You hear these successful men belt out lyric after lyric about bad bitches and how that’s what every man wants, so you try to be this bad bitch… but what exactly is a “Bad Bitch”???

Again if I believed everything I heard or SAW in a rap video I would think a “bad bitch’ was a “long, haired, thick red bone who got her own house, her own car, 2 jobs and is independent”… Wait… I might just be a bad bitch huh??? Wait…. Nah bruh… back to my blog…

 

So on my quest to be this bad bitch I go buy me some long silky hair, fake eye lashes, fake nails, draw on my eye brows, get some butt shots, and run around town being all independent, but I still can’t find a man!?! WHAT THE HELL!!! AINT I A BAD BITCH!?! So now I’m mad cause now you “niggas” can’t handle a bad bitch like me so I become bitter and this happens….

 

Then I listen to the radio and a “relationship expert” tells me that men don’t want “Independent” women they want “self-sufficient” women and I thought the words meant the same damn thing. Oh hell… I done went from “bad bitch” to “confused bitch”.

 

But who is REALLY confused here!?! The “bad bitches” or the “real niggas” (Oh “real niggas” is a whole ‘nother blog!!!)

As an educator I see so many girls trying to be “bad bitches” when they are fine being the women or budding young ladies that they are.  As I told you before I have TWO teenage girls in my house now, and they listen to these songs and watch these images daily.  I just argued with my daughter because she thinks I should have kept my hair blonde and never cut it… because “light-skinned girls look better with blonde hair”, but what if I don’t want to look like all other “light-skinned girls”.  Who determined this was the best look for us “red bones”???

I told you all before I don’t have all the answers, I don’t know how to stop this “Bad Bitch” epidemic that has plagued the world.  All I know is I see a plethora of “Confused Bitches" daily… and it’s disheartening.

~Dee

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