Oh, don't pretend like you don't have one!
If you haven’t seen the video of Solange viciously attacking Jay Z in the Standard Hotel elevator, I’m going to need you to do like Patrick and climb from under the rock you’re living under. If you have, you’ve probably also seen the endless memes, jokes and comments made about the situation.
As I suspected, most people are taking this opportunity to bad-mouth Solange, calling her "crazy," "ratchet," "ghetto" and everything in-between. Don’t get me wrong: homegirl went HAM on Jay Z in that elevator as if there was no tomorrow. Her actions were the craziest I’ve seen in the while; but that won’t make me judge her character or her looks.
If you’ve never been in a physical alteration with a sibling, family member, friend or stranger, good for you; you’ve proven to have self-control over your anger and your actions. But that doesn’t give anyone the right to judge a situation we know nothing about.
Watching the video was truly unbelievable. I honestly did not know what to say, or what to think, but reading the comments from he peanut gallery had me at a loss for words. Last I checked, no one commenting personally knows the three individuals involved in this brawl, so how can there be so much to say about it? Especially when half the people using the words “ghetto” and “ratchet” don't even know what they mean.
But, those were probably the kindest names she was called. Many were calling her ugly and saying that she’s mad because of her sister’s fame. Low blow.
Being a younger sister to a popular girl who always got along with everyone, I know how it feels to be compared to someone for most of your life. When Solange decided to stop dancing backup for Destiny's Child and started to make her own music, she decided to become what we all dream to be: her own person.
Why on earth does anyone in their right mind think she would attack her sister’s husband because of her sister’s fame or looks? Why would a woman who was confident enough to give herself a buzz cut to get the relaxer out of her hair, confident enough to wear her natural hair texture without thinking twice of what others think, confident enough to wear every color and print created--sometimes together--and confident enough to ditch record labels and start her own to have all rights to her music be jealous? How can such beauty, courage and talent be called ugly?
I do not condone violence, but I do respect family business. Often times we forget that celebrities, like you and I, are nothing more than human, so if Solange thought striking Jay Z would solve whatever issue there was, then so be it. It’s none of our business, but calling her ugly because of a three-minute video says more about you than it does about her.