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Losing Your Voice

2 Comments 03 July 2010

Warning~Random Rant coming…I was just driving across our little neighborhood when I heard it.  The beat was contagious, the rhythm was right on, but then my brain kicked-in and I started listening to the words.  I felt like I was having a surreal experience.  Surely she didn’t just say that… I am talking about the lyrics to Rihanna’s song Rude Boy.  (I am not going to put the song title in a link because if you do buy it, I don’t want anything to do with your purchase.)  Look people, I am about as far from a book-burner or cd smasher as you could be…I love music, I love literature and I love the arts.  However, there is something I love more~empowering and protecting women and girls…girls like my almost sixteen year old daughter! And I can’t for my life understand why anyone, especially a woman, would choose to sing along to this song.

I am not getting all fuddy-duddy and old school.  Hey, I use the F-word when I find it absolutely necessary.  I would hardly be classified as a conservative any more (just ask my  old co-workers or my Republican mother, right mom!)  But I have a passion to help women find their voices…all women.  I want young women to learn to use their voices and I want older women (yes, that would be me and most of you!) to rediscover theirs.  In order to do that we have to draw a line in the sand on things like this song.

It objectifies women.  It makes us nothing more than a sexual object.  It allows young men like my thirteen year old son and his friends to entertain the idea that women are animals akin to horses…”giddy up!”  Women are lovely and brilliant and bring to the world a myriad of gifts.  Yes, they are sexy and sensual and they can rock it in the bedroom, but that is a tiny part of who they are as a gender.  They are not the sum of their parts, they are human beings who deserve dignity and honor.  This song rips the voice right out of the mouths of young girls and it is not what any woman, old or young should be promoting or buying.  We have to use our voices, our power, our pocketbooks and our influence with our daughters to say that this is just plain wrong for women.

The irony of course is that Rihanna escaped a brutally abusive relationship with Chris Brown.  He was abusive in every way and she certainly was not able to use her voice in that relationship.  Yet here she is singing to the masses lyrics that prance around a BDSM mentality as if it is tantalizing.  Money is a powerful motivator, but selling your voice is a dangerous thing.  I want my daughter and every other women to find and keep their voices!  Losing your voice is a devastating thing in this life.  Maybe it would be beneficial if Rihanna considered losing these lyrics instead of losing her voice!

Rude Boy – Rihanna

Come on rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
Come here rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
Tonight
I’mma let you be the captain
Tonight
I’mma let you do your thing, yeah
Tonight
I’mma let you be a rider
Giddy up
Giddy up
Giddy up, babe
Tonight
I’mma let it be fire
Tonight
I’mma let you take me higher
Tonight
Baby we can get it on, yeah
we can get it on, yeah
Do you like it boy
I wa-wa-want
What you wa-wa-want
Give it to me baby
Like boom, boom, boom
What I wa-wa-want
Is what you wa-wa-want
Na, na-aaaah
Come here rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
You should Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
Come here rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
Tonight
I’mma give it to you harder
Tonight
I’mma turn your body out
Relax
Let me do it how I wanna
If you got it
I need it
And I’mma put it down
Buckle up
I’mma give it to you stronger
Hands up
We can go a little longer
Tonight
I’mma get a little crazy
Get a little crazy, baby
Do you like it boy
I wa-wa-want
What you wa-wa-want
Give it to me baby
Like boom, boom, boom
What I wa-wa-want
Is what you wa-wa-want
Na, na-aaaah
Come here rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
Come here rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
I like the way you touch me there
I like the way you pull my hair
Babe, if I don’t feel it I ain’t faking
No, no
I like when you tell me kiss it there
I like when you tell me move it there
So giddy up
Time to giddy up
You say you’re a rude boy
Show me what you got now
Come here right now
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
Come on rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
Come here rude boy, boy
Can you get it up
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
yeh yeh yeh ,
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me
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  1. Cynthia says:

    Just heard the same song w/ my daughter and her friend in the car w/ me and had a conversation w/ them about why I turned it off and the very thing you mention in this entry. I hope moms driving their boys around turn it off and have the same conversation!


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