You Can't Just Plaster Rihanna's Beaten Face All Over Stockholm, Assholes
Okay, so we all know that Chris Brown is literally one of the worst people in the entire universe—unapologetically so. He shouldn't be in the public eye at all, let alone be decorated in more accolades than he knows what to do with and have an army of tragically impressionable young female fans at his disposal (#TEAMBREEZY, Y'ALL). This is an indisputable fact, and if you have something to say about it, you can step to all 5'5, 110 lbs of THIS.
Well, now an unknown group in Stockholm, Sweden has taken vigilante justice against Chris into their own hands by plastering these posters all over the city in protest of his November 19th concert:
No. NO. No no no no no.
Do I really have to say it? No, Chris Brown has no business being as successful as he is. Yes, he deserves to be publicly tied up, stripped, and forced to endure penis paper cut after penis paper cut until nothing's left of his dick but a few sorry crabs clinging onto raw, bloody shreds of flesh. But does that mean anyone has the right to use a graphic image of a woman in the lowest, most distressing moment in her life, without her consent, for whatever reason? Violation comes in different shapes, sizes, and mediums, and there's nothing remotely productive about exploiting traumatic imagery to provoke and incite when it comes at the cost of an innocent party's wellbeing. That bruised and bloodied face isn't just a convenient tool for you to "send a message;" it's a person with thoughts, feelings, and memories associated with that picture you so flippantly print out at your nearest neighborhood Kinko's.
For what it's worth (which, in case you were wondering, is nothing), the posters have been taken down and Chris Brown will still perform in Stockholm, raking in millions of dollars in revenue. But at least a group of anonymous people get to feel superior by reminding a young woman of a scarring experience and shaming her over the intensely complicated conflicts of her personal life. So hey, I guess that's something.