Why I Didn't (And Won't) Hire a Member of "Team Breezy"
We had an application turned in to our office recently that was pretty decent. Fairly strong work history, a skill sect that matches what we’d be looking for in an office manager. Her cover letter was average – it used a lot of big words but you could tell she got them from the thesaurus. So I moved on to the second step that any employer with half a brain in the 21st century does – I looked her up on Facebook and Twitter. This tells me a couple of things: if their profiles are locked down it means they have some level of discretion, and at least enough intelligence and technical know-how to actually accomplish that. If they don’t, then I can dig around and find out what kind of person they are, how they spend their time, how they carry themselves.
This girl was a fantastic example of why this is effective. Her name is unusual, and her Facebook profile told me everything about her – her town and current place of work matched her resume. I knew she was the girl whose resume I was looking over. I’m not going to waste a minute more on considering this resume, and while I probably would have done so because she was friends with her young son on Facebook while posting pictures of herself in her underwear and lingerie, the strongest reason is because of her postings on Twitter: Our dear Brittenay (actual spelling) is an adamant member of Team Breezy aka she actually, publically respects and supports singer/dancer/woman beater Chris Brown.
Brittenay’s resume was decent, and she might have gotten a call from us, but now she’s buried so far at the bottom of my trashcan, she’s a distant memory. People that stupid don’t deserve jobs. They should be homeless and starve to death and die because that is how evolution is supposed to work. People that support savage, reckless, violent human beings defy all logic of nature. We are a community creature, we can’t beat the hell out of each other and stay a civilized, sustainable species. Those people with no self control are shunned by society for a reason – they are in opposition to our drive to survive as a race.
I know, I know, Team Breezy, I’ve heard it all before. I think one of you said to Wil Wheaton “Nigga, shut da hell up, stop bringing dat shit from the past” or something akin to that which was spelled far worse and didn’t actually equate to a readable sentence. Forgive, move on, etc. That’s all very zen of you and I’m sure if you knew what zen meant you’d be super proud of yourselves right now, but here’s the thing: You didn’t “forgive” what Chris Brown did to Rihanna. You didn’t look at the actual act of violence done upon her, that put her in the hospital. You didn’t face the reality of that horror and digest what an out-of-control, animalistic act that is. You didn’t “forgive” it, you ignored it.
You ignored it because Chris Brown is pretty, and he sounds pretty, and he has a lot of money, and you’ve been taught that being pretty and rich are the only things of value in the world. That they stand above all. And that’s understandable, that’s what our media force feeds you every single day, because as long as you believe that, you’ll try to BE that, and your drive to BE that will cause you to spend a lot of fucking money, and in order to spend money you’ve got to make money and that means you’re going to be a nice quiet cattle mooing in your office all day and not questioning a fucking thing they, or our government, do, because defying the status quo means risking you won’t become pretty and rich and you can’t do that. Thanks to our media, you can be a man who beats a woman in an act of violent cowardice unlike very few others in the world, and still perform on the Grammys. You can star in boring, terrible pornographic home movies (I’m looking at you, Paris), you can be a drug addict and an alcoholic, you can molest children, you can rape, you can murder, you can hit people with your car, but as long as you’re rich and pretty and in the spotlight it’s all okay. You can be a role model, and a sex symbol and everything’s just great. Their actions become their past immediately, because that’s what the media tells you to do, because as long as you’re dwelling on what they did wrong, they can’t be successful in selling you new sneakers.
The “that shit’s in the past” mentality is wrong. Chris Brown’s unwillingness to discuss the incident shows an unfortunate inability to understand that by allowing himself fame, he has burdened himself with a grave responsibility. People are watching him, and emulating him, and as long as he doesn’t come forward and say that what he did was wrong, and go through some counseling, and do what he can to raise awareness about domestic violence, and violence in general, he is doing his fans and society in general a real disservice. We made you what you are, Chris Brown, and you owe us. We’re not asking you for your first born, we’re asking you to be a responsible, intelligent member of your own society. And for you to throw tantrums about that, storming around with your shirt off and throwing furniture, shows that you have a blatant disregard for the weight of the profession and profile you’ve chosen for yourself. In fact, he claims himself to be the victim (of us big, bad critics who keep asking him to, you know, CARE about what he did), which shows even further how blind he is to the severity of his actions. It’s not the past. His refusal to accept responsibility and do something proactive about what he did is happening RIGHT NOW.
So, in closing: No, Brittenay, you will not be working for me. I work with people I respect. I don’t demand perfection because god knows I’m a fucking mess, but I demand to be surrounded by people that can see the forest for the trees. People who think for themselves, and not in blind, ignorant masses. People who speak in legible sentences where the majority of the words are spelled correctly. Best of luck in your job search, I hear Taco Bell is hiring.