Showing posts with label Domestic Violence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Domestic Violence. Show all posts

Saturday, September 4, 2010

I love the way you lie?

I like Eminem, I really do. And I am sure this is 'just' poetic licence, but there is something bothering me about it. It bothers me tremendously that radio stations are giving this song air play, but no-one discusses the absolute truth about domestic violence (henceforth known as DV). It bothers me that people talk about how wonderful Rihanna and Megan Fox are in bringing people's attention to DV. It bothers me that only those not affected by DV are the first to talk about how wonderfully this song brings up the discussion.

The thing is though, all people are doing is discussing this song. Yes, it's catchy. Too catchy. So catchy in fact, that I am ashamed to find it stuck in my head.

And I guess if it's good enough for Rihanna to sing about ... well. Oh, and Rihanna and Megan so generously gave to DV foundations ... I should stop, I am going to sound cynical.

DV and romance only go together in music clips. The trouble is, when they are there together, and placed togther so well, people forget what DV actually is.

And like Eminem's work, mine now needs a language warning.

*SERIOUS language warning ...*

Domestic Violence isn't something you would actually want to experience.

Domestic Violence isn't romantic.

Domestic Violence isn't something we, as a society, are actually dealing with.

Domestic Violence IS:

A punch to the face in the middle of the night.

Someone you love calling you a stupid fucking cunt of a child, and you thinking that it means 'I love you'.

Watching a child being thrown across a room.

Hiding behind a shower curtain.

Wetting your pants while being belted.

Blood dripping down your head.

Wishing you were dead.

Being ripped out of your bed at 2.00 in the morning.

Never sleeping.

Being hit.

Being kicked.

Being belted until you bleed.

Being thrown.

Being broken.



I know a lot of people will not like this post. I know some people will say that in order to heal, one must move on. Others will find this a confronting, negative post, and will not return.

I am taking a risk.

I have moved on, to a point. One must NEVER forget. One is duty bound to ensure that it never happens again, and in that, I have an obligation to be honest. In this case, the truth hurts very much.

Eminem - I do not like the way you have lied.