So last night I decided to treat myself to a Chris Brown concert. It was something I truly needed. Just a night where I could get away from all the news of domestic violence and sexual harassment, and let loose to the rhythm of countless Chris Brown hits.
That all changed halfway through the concert, when I received an alert on my phone, informing me that Louis CK made his return to stand up at the Comedy Cellar in New York City. Immediately I began to physically shake.
“How could a man with such an evil past full of disrespectful actions towards women be allowed to perform his art?” I thought to myself as I gleefully danced to “Run It” by Chris Brown.
I became even more disturbed when I read that the audience gave him a standing ovation. So disturbed that my voice cracked while yelling for Chris Brown to preform “Forever” at the top of my lungs. “How could so many people simultaneously support Louis after what he’s done to women?” I deeply thought to myself, as I looked around at the 30,000 people in attendance at the Chris Brown concert.
I realized it was just another case of a straight white man getting off easy. “I doubt Louis would have been received as warmly if he was a black man” I said to the person next to me, a man who I bonded with over our mutual love for Chris Brown. He agreed. “Not in a million years would a black man get a second chance like that”, he said as he recorded a Snapchat story of Chris Brown performing at his sold out concert which was part of a 25 city tour where he sold out every single arena.
I hold the Comedy Cellar just as accountable. While I was waiting in line to happily pay $14 for a beer to an arena that hosted a Chris Brown concert, I couldn’t comprehend how a respectable club like the Cellar would put such a vile man on stage.
Eventually the concert ended, I needed to take my mind off of the subject. Thankfully, I was able to escape to the comfort of my home and watched a movie. I decided to watch Annie Hall, a classic Woody Allen film. Still, I was not able to comprehend how some people willingly support art of men who have hurt women. Not me though. I’m one of the good ones.