I’ll cut to the chase. I am a committed, lifelong feminist, women's advocate, and in the interest of full-disclosure, I’ve been hit by an intimate partner, too. But there’s no denying it: I am really, really, really mad at Rihanna.
There’s a part of me that believes that Rihanna, as with any woman, has a right to be with whoever she chooses; saying that she can’t, or shouldn’t be, with a partner who she believes is reformed, takes me down an ethical slippery slope that feels far too treacherous to tread.
I propose that in the future, instead of putting him on the front page of every website every time he throws a chair through a window or spends a day on the beach screaming at seagulls (seriously, WTF?), we turn a blind eye.