“Before I got in the game, made a change, and got rich, I didn’t think hard about using the word bitch I rapped, I flipped it, I sold it, I lived it. Now with my daughter in this world I curse those that give it. No man will degrade her, or call her names. I’m so focused on your future, the degradation has passed. I wish you wealth, health and insight. Forever young you may pass. Blue Ivy Carter, my angel.”
This is a poem written by new daddy Jay-Z, released just a week after that lovely ‘Glory’ song that was written about his new little girl. He’s on fire with this creativity stuff, huh? Babies are so inspirational, aren’t they? You can tell that this new daddy is completely smitten with his little angel, and I think that’s really sweet.
… But the thing that concerns me, really, is the whole “no man will degrade her, or call her names.” It’s really nice and idealistic to think that, and obviously, as a parent, to wish for that, but it’s kind of concerning that Jay-Z thinks that because he says so, the “bitch” word is going to die and be unceremoniously buried in the Garden of Obsolescence.
I’m glad that Jay sees the error of his ways in referring to women as bitches and hoes and objectifying them in a manner that shows they’re only good for one thing (BLOWJOBS, MOTHERF-CKER), but the damage has been done by him and by others who shared this similar point of view for decades and centuries. And the whole “I curse those that give it”? Isn’t that kind of a spit in the face to the concept of a lesson well-learned? I mean, he could come across as a little more contrite and say, “Yeah, you know, I made a mistake and now I see the error of my ways and I can’t judge others who have made similar mistakes, but hope they see the light, too.” That comment in itself kind of indicates that the only reason he’s not OK with calling dem wimminz bitches and hoes is because he’s got a daughter now, and if he weren’t a new father, well. Things might still be otherwise. I’m just … I don’t know. Still trying to work this one out in my head, I suppose. It’s early. I’ve got all morning to think about Jay-Z.
I guess what I am trying to say, Jay, in my non-eloquent way, is that regardless of who you are, how much money’s in your bank account, or whatever clout you think you have over others – people WILL degrade her and call her names. It’s not pretty, it’s not right, and hopefully that’ll all change one day, but it’s just the way the world is. And your job is to raise that little girl with the best knowledge possible in how to deal with it and build her self-worth and esteem so that no amount of negative words can tear her down.