VIP Nigguhs and Rape

By Marvin X

Allegations of rape go back to Biblical times, remember Joseph and the vizier's wife? She attempted to rape him, but lied to her husband that Joseph was the villain, which almost cost Joseph his head, it did get him thrown into the dungeon. He was high profile and all men in such a position are a danger to themselves when approached by women who want to be with the "star." Now some men are rapist outright, some of their actions being culturally approved, part of male socialization. As a teenager, we committed gang rape every Sunday at the show, a consistent act along with popcorn, cartoons and the white man killing Indians.

What a horrible act of manhood training that I'm sure didn't help our later sexual relations, especially in my case because I would later rape my wife every night, every day and twice on Sunday. Yes, in my patriarchal way of thinking, I owned my wife's body, mind and soul. I was insatiable and she had a duty to satisfy me no matter how she felt, tired, sick or otherwise. Don't tell me to go to sleep or wait until tomorrow--fuck tomorrow, give up the funk or get yo ass kicked b.

Sounds like something from the Flintstones and of course it is. At least that's how it was, and although I have matured and reformed, seems that many of my brothers haven't heard the news that cave men can do time for taking pussy. Somehow, the message must go out that we can't get away with such actions any longer, especially after OJ, Mike Tyson, R Kelly and numerous other rappers, entertainers and athletes. Brothers, what part don't you get, what dots can't you connect? And how important is pussy to you, is it really worth your entire career, your very freedom for a hot moment of passion in the dressing room, in the bathroom or bedroom because a two dollar ho wants to be in your presence?

Of course every woman wants to be with a star, to share the limelight, if only for a hot minute, a moment to remember, or just to set you up, maybe for the white man, and you go for it like simple Simon. We can't blame the woman for knocking our hotel door down, but Dr. Hare says, "If you don't want the harlot, don't open the door." Game supposed to recognize game, but obviously some nigguhs can't see the devil in the blue dress: you open the door and next thing you know your're facing twenty-five years to life. How could you've been that stupid--simple, ego tripping, thinking you're the hog with the big nuts, you can have all the girls. I've gone through it in theatre: the unwritten law in theatre is that the director gets the first shot at the new recruit, wannabe actress or actor. And there were times when I had so many women, other women refused to give me pussy, they said, "No, Marvin, you got too much pussy already, leave me alone."

And on tour, women will beat you to your hotel room. You can't get into your room for the women lined up at your door. What is a man to do? Life on the road is lonely. What do you do after the applause. You want to freak! Well, better have some discretion because a moment of freaking may cost you big money and big time, plus may cost your health, ask Magic Johnson, Ezey E.

Where are your bodyguards, your security? Get them on their job or you won't have a job.
You won't have a life. No, you will not be a member of the sucker free club!

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