An Open Letter To Men


January 1, 2012

Dear Men,

I know I am probably going to get slammed for this one but honestly I have to say something.  I have decided to bring in my new year with confrontation with truth.

As my daughter tells me that she has a crush on a boy, I cringe at what may lie ahead of her.  Before I get into this I want to simply explain where this is coming from.  I am not fed up to the point where I want to curse you, I am not bitter to where I have decided to quit, I am just simply hoping that a few words may resonate with you and give you a strict point of view from a mere woman that has felt the pain of someone who decided not to be a man!

There is endless propaganda where even women are bashing other women assigning blame to us for allowing men to do what they do to us; we are constantly being accosted for being enablers and voluntary victims.  You ladies need to be quiet!  One of our biggest problems as women is that we don’t stand in solidarity; we constantly believe that if we jump on the man side that in some way is going to score us points.  You still lose because denial of the problem continues to fuel it.

I keep hearing that “whole” men are scarce.  Are they?  When I say whole, I mean fully independent, functioning and balanced individuals that are givers and not takers.  Yes, I said “givers” and I am not speaking about anything material or superficial.  You guys are made to be givers and us the receivers; this is the design from our physical reality to the spiritual realm.

There are several things that are happening in the world of the man/woman exchange and I wish that this modest attempt to explain would give you a small peek into the soul of a woman.  I dare to say this out loud and loan my vulnerability to the world in hopes that maybe one woman will be spared from the selfishness of a charismatic culprit.

I have gathered the information from endless conversations, exchanges and confessions from women from all walks of life that all have one thing in common:  PAIN!  And I think that you need to learn to understand pain on a man level because what you perceive as “crazy” is a manifestation of the recklessness and negligence of some man, it could be daddy, a bad boyfriend or an inappropriate uncle, you get the picture.

Do you know the effects of abuse?  Do you even know what abuse is?  I tire at hearing men pride themselves that they don’t physically abuse women or raise their voices.  Applause break, you noble creature you; you’re not supposed to do that.  You are also not supposed to lie, cheat, mislead, mistreat, deceive nor are you allowed to be negligent, malicious and down right reckless with a woman.

Think about the women in your life that you adore like your daughters, sisters and mothers when you are going to do what you do.  Some of you actually enjoy it:  bragging about deceiving women and mistreating them.  You have adopted the word bitch into your lexicon; do you refer to your mother as a bitch?  No because she is your mother and to you she is sacred but to another man she is just a woman, his bitch!  You don’t like that do you?  If you do, then maybe there is where you need to begin to explore your problem.  And it IS a problem, if you have unresolved “Mommy issues” because now you are taking this out on whoever comes your way.

Here are a few types that I keep hearing about and this is what I have to say to them.

Cheaters- Do you understand that when you are having sex with multiple women you are depositing and redistributing D.N.A.   You are re-circulating all of your issues and those of all that you have been with, in addition to, the obvious bacteria which leads to that crazy that you later complain about.

The Half Ass Man- If you are in a woman’s life then be a participant in it, adding to her life.  Stop taking away, you are damaging someone’s child and sometimes mother. Stop being an “I’ll help you out” man and become an “I’ll take care of it” man, man.

The Private Person- There is a big difference between a private person and a shady dude.  Not wanting to share details of your personal life is one thing but keeping someone a secret under that banner is totally different.  Who do you think you are? And who do you think she’s not?  If she is so beneath you, why are you dealing with her in the first place?  What does that say about how you feel about yourself?

It’s Complicated – It’s only complicated because you need it to be to serve your purpose.  If you are married then it’s not complicated, you are not available, stop lying.

If you are with someone that has been there for you and you don’t know how to release her, you are wrong.  That doesn’t make you noble, that makes you selfish.  Let her go so that she can find someone that is available and fully capable of committing.

You can date multiple people, stop being a coward and fully disclose allow her to make the choice to be with you.

In and Out – You built a not so fun rollercoaster and demand on not riding it alone.  How dare you?  If you don’t know what you want then go figure it out, don’t expect someone to give good years of her life to your unstable cause.

No Good Dirty Low Down- Hey listen, if you like boys too there is a room for you.  There are plenty of women that will date a “bisexual” man, this should be her decision not yours.  It’s devastating to know that in addition to being concerned with other women, that men are also a factor.  You are being negligent with someone’s life, and you should be ashamed of yourself, not for your sexual orientation but for your lack of respect for human life.

Mr., I’ll Slap a Bitch – I am not an advocate of violence but for every man that enjoys physically abusing women I would love for you to experience a massive beat down from a force that you can’t conquer.  How could you put your hand on someone’s daughter and recklessly handle her like she is less than?  You need help and if you were a REAL man then you would seek it.

I’ll Do What ever it Takes – How old are you?  Are you still telling women whatever it takes to get some action?   It is my belief that when you are truly solid wherever you may be standing you don’t have to lie, exaggerate nor embellish to gain a woman’s interest.

Mr. Gigga Ho- Has it become a trend that men are taking on the feminine role of being provided for.  Get your lazy ass up and go to work; you will never have to experience a contraction or labor pain in your life.   Yes your woman can help you when you are down but your role is to lead, so lead with employment.  It isn’t cute that you that prey on a woman with low self-esteem to take care of you.  Even if your friends laugh it off with you, those that are good people think that you are garbage.

I Have a Dream – I hear countless men express how much they want a solid, driven and accomplished woman but sometimes it  feels that they want this so long as it doesn’t trump what they are doing.  You have big dreams Sir, well so do I!  I have heard so many stories from women about how their men feel threatened by their accomplishments and really just want to drive them under.  Truth is if you are not confident enough to be with a woman that has arrived then perhaps you should stay where you are.

Ride or Die – I love to hear men express how they long for a woman that lives by that good ole Soprano type loyalty but aren’t even capable of delivering it.  I’ll keep this one simple, stop asking for what you can’t provide.  You gotta BE what you WANT!

I know, I know it sounds pretty bad but have you checked out the statistics lately? Are you aware of the damage that you are doing?  If every woman acted on her most selfish, primal desire you men would be destroyed.  You wouldn’t be able to handle it, guaranteed.

I am not in any way removing accountability from women, but what some of you men are doing is wrong.  If you cross the street in the middle of the intersection and someone decides to hit you because what you are doing is wrong, shouldn’t they answer for that?  My point is that those that take advantage of others’ poor decisions should still be accountable, period.  There has been centuries of damage done to women and to this day we are still the most oppressed group on the planet.  Most men are only affected by this reality when it is directly a problem to the women that they care about.

Think, do you want to exercise the above hatred on your beautiful little daughter, of course not, then don’t do it to someone else’s. Just STOP!  I am in no way disputing that women should make better choices, ALL I am saying is that while we are working on that, some of you men should work on being a better choice!

Feel free to leave a comment here.  I am available for short chats, join me on Twitter.

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Love, Success and Sucka Free!

Greetings my friends, 2012 is upon us!  I am so excited about the new year, even if to some this is the year of doom.  Isn’t it funny how so many dwell on the negative because they don’t have much positive going on.  I have decided to let this year symbolize the end, but the end of an era in my life that is now officially over, my 2012 is the beginning of a new day.  My new year will be centered in gratitude as it has proven the most effective method to cause “more” to come into my life.

I have had an amazing journey in 2011 where I experienced love and loss, joy and pain, hope and despair.  I figured out that all of these are the basis of my evolution to launch me to my next level and the push to becoming my better self.  

One thing I learned this year was that some times things are not what they seem and the proof is really in the pudding.  Here are  a few of my lessons with a little explanation.

Every day is precious, honor it.  My grandmother is in her 70′s and was diagnosed with stage 4 Cancer some months ago.  I was told that it was not looking good and she was probably at her end.  I remember crying and praying with my good friend Ruben Paul and desperately trying to get to her.  I just got off the phone with her and since that horrible moment we have lost Heavy D, Patrice O’Neal and countless others.  My point is that while I had made a decision to mourn my grandmother while she was still alive, she had made a choice to LIVE.  How dare I?

Love is an action word!–It scares off those that don’t operate from it.  When someone tells you that they feel a certain way, pay attention to their actions and you will know all that you need to know.  Don’t waste your time, those that aren’t fluent can’t learn the language and unfortunately…you can’t teach them.  Those that truly love you, love you out LOUD!!!

Those that are real in your life don’t care what you have. You ever loved someone so much that you can’t imagine being without them?  That is how you should love yourself and part of loving yourself is being aware of who and what you are surrounded with.  Those people in your life that give you that unstable feeling in your stomach, that you make you feel like you have to constantly pitch, entertain or appease are called variables.  Variables don’t produce fruit in your life, as you become wiser you will learn to surround yourself with the constants.  It is the constant that will go with you to Saks as well as the swap meet and will be fulfilled most about the time spent with you.  My grandmother never talks about the cars she drove or clothes she wore in the 70′s, but she always talks about those that are still around from that time.  People that truly love you don’t look at what you have, they stare at who you are!.

Take time to be thankful, really you should.  Sit down one day and take a look at your “body of work”.  What have you done in your life?  From the day that you were rolling around on a skate board to where you are now.  How many things have you accomplished?  How many people have you affected?  How many smiles you have caused?  How many moments have you shared with another?  How many steps have you taken?  It is all so beautiful, if you allow it to be.  No matter what your circumstances are if you are able to read this, you are connected to some technology while someone somewhere is being involuntarily circumcised, beaten, oppressed, hungry, hurt or just simply thirsty.  Perspective is the ruler of your life, don’t ever forget that.  What you choose to see is what will be, stop complaining and start rejoicing, and SEE what it gets you.

Just a few things to ponder, I am no philosopher or genius,  just some one that has lived.  I am designing my gratitude journal for 2012 and will list you as one of the things that I am thankful for.  I hope that in some way you too can be thankful for me.  Believing that you are blessed to know one person in your life that sees you as the gem that you are.

Cheers,

Aida Rodriguez

Proud Child of God/ Self-Loving Woman,/Mother of 2 Amazing Spirits/Daughter and Granddaughter of Champions/Unconditional Sister/The Love of Someone’s Life

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Gold Diggers Exposed!

NO KISSES FOR FREE

Hollywood says that I am too aggressive to be a woman, too Urban to be mainstream, too dark to look Latin, too light to be Black, to tall to be a leading lady, too fat to be on screen and yadda, yadda, yadda.  When Sarah Silverman is more shocking than I’ll ever be, Eddie Murphy, Chris Rock and Dave Chappelle have the Urban thing on lock, Zoe Saldana is darker than I am, Halle Berry is the same complexion as me, Charlize Theron, Sigourney Weaver are taller than I am and nobody is the weight they look without the assistance of that good ole magical airbrush!  My name is Aida Rodriguez and I am 5”10, 145lbs and a size 8, that is what I AM!

My point is that if I wait on “Hollywood” I will never get to work on the projects that I love.  So…I have decided to make my own movie about a world that I believe is fascinating because it exposes the harsh reality about some fundamental truths that live in all of us.  That belief that men marry pretty girls and those pretty girls marry men that can pay their bills.  I assembled a journal over time about my own experiences in dealing with a professional athlete and came across some people that are worthy of any 30minute slot on a network for a reality series!

What I need is 10,000 people that have ever felt artistically constipated to come aboard and each just give me $1.  In exchange you will become my production partner to see this little (well maybe not so little) brown girl’s dream come true.

Your money will go to securing a cast and crew, we have to feed this people or they won’t work!  I need a few locations and clothes and props and so and so.  A choreographer, makeup artist and hair person, wardrobe person will all work for a small budget…they are ANGELS.  I will NOT get paid for this, every penny will go to employ someone else, my payment is that I GET TO WORK!

If we don’t make our goal we will still make the trailer so long as we have enough money to, if not we will return your money.  You will be informed every step of the way.  Nothing will be confidential with regards to your funds, you can always email me at ILovethisChick@Hotmail.com with questions about our budget.  The site we have selected to fundraise is a reputable site and you can always track your funds.  Please take a moment, give a dollar and share with your friends, this is my Rocky!

Here is where it begins.

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He Say/He Say

Gossip has always been classified as a female dominated game but lately a few studies dictate otherwise.  It appears that our male counterparts tend to engage more, but don’t classify what they are doing as “gossip”.    Let’s see…the definition of gossip is unsual or unconstrained conversation or reports about other people, typically involving details that are not confirmed as being true.  I don’t know fellas, I think you might be doing this in addition to 1. Telling others who you’ve distributed your juices to 2. Lying on your wee wee for props 3. Putting out bad stories on people and never going back to clarify even if you know the truth.   That sounds a little sissy like to me but I guess when you are in the Boy’s Club you don’t see it that way, because you are surrounded by your fellow sissies!

Sissies in Action

We all enjoy a little gossip every once in  a while.  I know there are some of you out there that say you don’t because you are too sanctified, mature and above it all.  You are probably the same people that claim that you don’t lie, LIAR!  It’s OK, you’re only human.  I am not bothered by it one bit, I do it too.  My problem is with guys that act as if they don’t do it, because it’s a girl thing, and then turn around and run their mouths like little BIATCHES!

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Twit Pics Gone Wild!

What’s up with some of these Twitter Avi Pics?  I find it hysterical that at times random pictures of asses pop up on my page with a caption that reads : Who To Follow.  Really?  Some pictures stun me so much that I actually don’t know what to do.

These Pictures

I mean what exactly can I get from text dispensed by the above?  A twit pic from a party where she really got wasted and did the “damn thing”?  A misspelled Hellen Keller quote thrown in the midst of a How Hot I Really Am confessional tweet-down?

I get it, you wanna get the followers up and make people aware that you are HERE!  We all do, which is why we take our own angle on how to get people to take note of us …but damn for reallz???

In addition to posting these pics, you are revealing your location and sharing with the general public AN INVITATION!!!!  Bitch, are you crazy??? You are what Ted Bundy went to sleep dreaming about as motivation for his next adventure.

Any who I admire you brave souls that take the risk and put up these pics and wait for a response…I am sure it is making up for that void that you feel from your middle school madness.

Where am I following this

to the nearest mirror to show you how fuckin ridiculous you look?

And fellas don’t act like it’s just the ladies.  The only male I want to see oiled down in a picture is a brand new baby with eczema.  Pull your pants up, put your shirt on and use your word spell whenever you decide to log on to Twitter.com!

Disclaimer:  I have posted a few cute, trying to be sexy pics of my own, but then someone who loves me calls and says “Take that dumb ass picture down, stupid” and I take heed.

Some of my views can be constituted at as hating, touche, but damn!

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Damn You, Facebook!

I was first introduced to Facebook by Comedian James Hannah a few years ago, he pitched it as a more adult playground for communication and connection.  And at that time it was; I reconnected with friends and even relatives enjoying the banter and fun of status updates and pictures.  Then the playground started to get populated with party promoters and event planners …and even then it was still cool to deal with events and calendars to a nominal degree.

It continued shifting gears as my numbers grew and I started to get marriage proposals from “Princes” in Africa, and I mean from every region of the continent.  Then one day my Facebook world changed forever…the fucking shoe people arrived and my inbox became flooded with event invites in Arkansas from local hairstylists having networking mixers in their salons.  I was changed forever my friends, my world came crashing down and doom was in the air…SORRY, being dramatic can be my job at times.

Every time my computer would come on I would have been tagged with Air Force Ones with 3 inch heels…OK, let’s talk about this for a second:  I am a grown ass woman, and not a fashion model, which means I have NO business sporting Canary Yellow 3/4 Air Force Ones with a spiky heel.  We just don’t go together!  I have also been tagged with Christian Louboutin for the most outrageously low prices you could ever imagine.  I am from the hood so I assume EVERYTHING to be a scam until proven otherwise.  I want to send Facebook a letter expressing everything that I feel and hope that you can empathize…It goes like this.

Dear Facebook,

What’s up with the Bullshit?  We used to be cool at a point till you let motherfuckers from my past tag me with pictures that I am ashamed of and would not like to wake up to after a long night of performing at the comedy club where 30 random assholes decided to show up at once.  I resent the fact that there are more pictures of ugly ass, red bottom, ho-stroll looking shoes on my page than family members.  Checking my inbox is an epic fail because “DJ Hot Shit and Them” have decided to throw a “White” party in North Carolina on Friday and guess what?? I’m invited, only I don’t fucking live in North Carolina and don’t plan to go there unless I fail in life.  By the way, I don’t like being  forced to instant message with folks that I don’t really know and sometimes don’t like.  Why are you fucking up a good thing?  Let me know when you get your shit together, I will be kicking it with Twitter.

Involuntarily Tagged,

Aida

PS I would only wear these 

if terrorists were holding a gun to my head and threatening to do a reality show about my real life.

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A Lil Crazy…and it won’t go away!

Love Taps

I think that everyone of us has been involved with that one person that made us BATTY CRAZY!  Out of our fuckin minds CRAZY….Ever been with the one that made you feel like an addict and had you reaching for the needle one more time?  I KNOW I HAVE- no shame here.    I remember being up at night, sleeping on doorsteps ready to fight her…if that isn’t denial…what is?  And why did I want to fight her??? HE DID IT!  But that is what happens when you are in addiction, that shit is sooooo good you think of murder when you have to share.

CRAZY is an interesting place to be with someone— at times you reach the highest point, you are together and can do anything together from playing Hop Scotch to thinking about robbing a 7 Eleven —> that’s the ultimate connection right?  Then you hit the club with him, and as you reach for the drink  you peek over you shoulder (thinking he’s peeking back) only to find him locking eyes with another chick ZZZZZZZZ shit gets so fuzzy that you don’t realize that you busted him in the back of the head with that drink’s glass OUCH

So as a result I find myself having my visits with crazy.   Yes I drunk dial and send pics to show him what he’s missing.  I call to see if he’ll answer when she’s around and when he does for some reason my CRAZY ass feels like that is a victory in some way.  This is that coo coo shit for realz.  Thinking that I may never find someone like that again, when in reality, that would be a blessing.

They say that some girls are rigged for self destruction because they like bad boys… don’t know, maybe we just like the boys that allow us to be bad girls that we are dying to be deep down inside.

I know many have been through something similar and I offer no judgement.  It just has made me understand people better.  I get it, there are many of us out there flying with a broken wing, it’s hard to keep your balance.

Soooooo… I know longer pretend to be normal at the beginning of a relationship.  I say…go as you because YOU are going to eventually show up anyway and that is false advertising.  At least I tell it, I don’t do the dumb shit of asking for a phone call to let me know you made it home safely, I WANT TO KNOW YOU ARE NOT BANGING SOMEONE ELSE…I’d rather you be injured than cheating.  If this turns you off, then I am NOT for you so keep it stompin pimp!

Happy dating my fellow crazies…please don’t misunderstand me if we happen to be out and I run into HIM and for a few seconds we share an eye to eye moment where no words are exchanged.  We just belong to a space where at one point in time we actually believed that what we were in was called LOVE and we are still trying to find the real definition of that bitch!

My glass of Rose in hand, I toast to the song that has caused a remix viral reaction. I think I know why everyone has their own version of this song.  This is my favorite.    Cheers