Listen, I’m not saying Kobe is guilty. I wasn’t there, so who am I to judge? All I’m saying is this: I’m getting really tired of everybody treating poor R Kelly and Kobe Bryant like they’re the victims. We all saw what R Kelly did because the genius videotaped it, and yet people still support him. But in the Kobe case, no one really knows what happened except the two of them. So I’m not saying that he’s guilty. It just pissed me off from day one how everyone immediately assumed that Kobe couldn’t possibly have done it, and acted like the girl was the bitch. I’m not even gonna touch the whole race topic, but I do think that both Kobe and R Kelly got preferential treatment because they’re celebrities. The girl who accused Kobe obviously has some issues, but even if she’s a psychotic hoe, damn, he still had her blood on his shirt. If he was just an average guy, that fact alone would make everybody assume he’s guilty.
But no, he’s Kobe Bryant. He couldn’t possibly have done it, right? Because he’s a celebrity, and he can have any girl he wants? Wrong. That’s a dangerous assumption to make, because a lot of rich and famous guys are used to getting whatever they want and they’re straight-up assholes. Sometimes, those are the most aggressive ones because they feel like they deserve whatever they want. Kobe did fuck a girl he just met, raw, despite having a wife and kid at home, so he’s obviously not too much of a saint.
On that note, why do women who’ve been publicly humiliated (Vanessa Bryant, Hillary Clinton) by their husbands fucking stray bitches always show up with them at the press conferences? Of course, it’s complicated being with a famous guy because you’re in love with him as a person but you still have to deal with his public persona. I just wonder if any of these women have considered slapping him across the face at the press conference and saying “Fuck you!?” I guess Vanessa put up with it for the ring that cost a couple mil, but damn, is there any price he could pay that would make up for crushing your pride publicly and your heart privately? Ah, but let me stop. If I was in her position, I might be putting my foot in my mouth. The love shit is complicated.
Anyway, the real problem with the Kobe Bryant case is that real victims in similar situations will be more afraid to come forward. Obviously, it isn’t smart to go to a celebrity’s hotel room unless you plan on fucking him, but that still doesn’t give him the right to do whatever he wants. Anyway, I’ll get off the soapbox now. I had severe writer’s block this month and I just couldn’t come up with anything else to write about. Quick, somebody piss me off! Please!
There’s an unusually large number of pictures of me in this issue. For the record, I really don’t like taking pictures, and I only take them when somebody else asks. Lately, though, the word everywhere I go (so I am told) is that I’m “getting fine.” People I haven’t seen in a while always gasp, “Wow! You lost so much weight!” Actually, I’ve worn the same size clothes for at least five years, so I can’t really figure that one out. I might have lost a little weight, but if so, it’s the no-sleep diet. If you are trying to lose weight, just don’t sleep. You’ll lose your appetite too, trust me. So, the only thing I can figure is that I’ve always been fine and it’s your fault for taking this long to notice. And for those of you who keep asking me personal questions, I’m fed up with that shit. It’s none of your business so don’t bother asking.
Since I am “fine” now, I would like to take this opportunity to mention that if you have a clothing line or clothing store and would like to be mentioned in OZONE Magazine, sending me free shit would be a good idea. Shouts to Ecko, Block Wear, Nickel G, Self-Made Clothing, and Seleb Tees. Email me if you need my sizes :)
- Julia Beverly, jb@ozonemag.com
