Who would’ve thought that a week ago this one little twitpic from @Nova_Isig would cause all men worldwide to band together for justice like a digital version of the Million Man March?
Clearly this poet took a lot of time to put this together, so I felt it was only right that I respond to him properly. So @Nova_Isig, if you’re out there, I hope you’re reading this:
Dear @Nova_isig (and regular men everywhere),
To the man that brought his girlfriend her cell her phone charger to the club on girls night because her phone was about to die, to the man that went to CVS to buy his girlfriend tampons, to the man that finds his girlfriend’s headscarf every night, and last but certainly not least, to the man that helped his girlfriend break into her ex’s house to “get her sh*t back” (as profoundly stated on Twitter)– to all the men everywhere that did/do all the considerate daily tasks for your women ranging from mundane to outright crazy….
These women out here can’t appreciate a good man. How could they be so daggone inconsiderate?! How dare they swoon over a man they barely know just because he is the typical tall, dark, and handsome type with pearly whites and deep bass voice (that type isn’t played out yet??)?
How dare they fall out like a woman catching the holy ghost in church when this
equivalent to a black George Clooney man opens his mouth spewing an accent that can change from sounding English proper, to a street character from “The Wire” faster than you can say Luther?
How dare they pay so much attention to this creature God must’ve handcrafted
out of the finest materials and ingredients like chocolate….no wait African Ebony!….or maybe black silk?…ahem I mean created, when He was having the best day ever a good day? What is it about this man? They don’t know him from a can of paint. Let’s cue in Janet Jackson and ask these women what has he done for them lately?
You’re hurting, I get it…… So in response to your outcry, here’s some food for thought for ya:
Hey guys: Cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it. Now you’re all up in your feelings because the general consensus of women everywhere thinks that Idris is that dude? You mad? Tell em why you mad son!…
But in all honesty, let’s keep it 100. This is no different than us women having to deal with the majority of you gentlemen sitting Queen Bey on an eternal pedestal. Annnnnd, it’s no different than us having to subject ourselves to hearing the conversations you have with your boys… You know, those convos where ya’ll are voting her first place on your list of “All-Time Baddies” for the past 17 years since she stepped on the scene?
Face it, y’all aren’t Idris Elba and us females aren’t Beyonce. I think it’s for the best that we aren’t. We saw how it went down in “Obsessed”. And aint nobody got time fah dat.