I know what you’re thinking.
And if I don’t, my most accurate guess would fall between the lines of:

Hold on, let’s wait for the facts.

How can you say something like that when it’s all just allegations right now?

Or one of my personal favorites:

Well it seems to me that they’re all willing participants, anyway.

I can’t help but wonder how much less of a public stoning Blac Chyna would have suffered had she received the same “devil’s advocate” courtesy. But who am I kidding, right? In a generation that dresses itself so comfortably in the double-standard-protecting, patriarchal, misogynoir-laced hand-me-downs from the previous era, it serves me no use to imagine a world that doesn’t pull a Black woman out of the “unmentionables” pile only to air out her dirty laundry. But even amid the possibility and, let’s not forget, history of sexual violations by prized R&B idol R. Kelly, somehow he still manages to remain a first pick out of society's closet — skeletons and all.

If you’ve somehow caught a case of amnesia for the aforementioned sexually perverse history of Kelly, we can start at his controversial marriage to the late and great R&B songstress Aaliyah, who happened to be 15 at the time. Some fans even credited the then-rumored affair as “inspiration” for her Age Ain’t Nothing but a Number debut. And, not to mention, his rather interesting and blurred placement on the album’s cover, creeping right behind Baby Girl with a pair of shades and right beneath her album’s veiled title.

Some years later, the "Trapped in the Closet" artist would begin to stack up a disturbing number of sexual deviancy “accusations.” And if you thought him allegedly urinating in a young girl’s mouth while filming the revolting sexual rendezvous was the last of it, you were horrifyingly wrong. The 50-year-old’s latest fumble lands him as the masterminded dictator of an “alleged” (there’s that word again) monstrous sex cult where several young Black women and their families have come forth to reveal their experiences with the Pied Piper. Claiming that he physically and mentally abuses, torments and brainwashes the women while forcing them into sexual activities, their testimonies echo those of others who have had the misfortune of running into the Pied Piper in the past.

And no one finds this, I don’t know…odd?

It’s worth noting that I’m no lawyer, attorney or expert of the law. So in a sense, some of you are right — the platinum-selling, Grammy Award-winning Pied Piper of R&B must remain innocent until proven guilty. But just as the overwhelming majority of you are not gynecologists, sex-perts, psychologists or relationship therapists, how were you so certified to slap a guilty conviction on Chyna? Yes, Blac Chyna, the woman who proudly slipped on a dress painted with words such as “hoe,” “b***h,” “stripper” and “slut,” the same words men have heaved at her since before her relationship with Tyga. And why was that outfit OK, might you ask? Because each of those titles has everything to do with her own sexual preferences and choices and nothing to do with depriving someone else of theirs — such as, say, a 14-year-old. Sadly, the same cannot be said for the Pied Piper.

I say this to remind all Black men who held their torches high on the witch hunt for Blac Chyna after her very public and very criticized breakup with Rob Kardashian: let us not be fake mad and selective about what violates our personal morals — should you actually have any. Black men showed up in record numbers to soothe and defend the heartbroken Rob and smite the "golddigging" Chyna based off a few nude pictures, that he asked for by the way, and some "side pieces" that he claimed she stepped out with during their relationship. Mind you, this claim was later rebutted by Chyna. I forget rule No. 1, though: Never listen to the woman. Right? 

Just as opinionated as the world is about Black women’s sexuality, should we not be just as concerned and opinionated when even the “alleged” possibility of our sexuality being taken hostage arises? Shouldn’t we keep from trivializing such sensitive matters with simple “the man is good with words, he’s finessing for some a**” commentary (FYI: This was a literal text message sent to me by a now-former male friend).

And because you want us to “wait for the facts” when our Black lives, sexuality, safety, rights, physical and mental well-being are at stake, should we do the same before swarming out in the streets to protest for yours when they're being snatched away by police?