Rapper Foxy Brown is out of jail. Family and fans greeted Brown Friday outside Rikers Island as she was released from the jail after serving an eight-month sentence.
“The first place I want to go is church. I’ve got to get on my knees,” said Brown.
Instead, Brown went shopping in Harlem, had some soul food and was driven to her childhood home in Brooklyn in a white Rolls Royce Phantom.
Her mother, Judith Marchand, presented her with smiley-face balloons and the two hugged outside the family’s home in the Prospect Heights neighborhood. A VH1 crew captured the reunion for an upcoming reality show.
“I did almost a year in prison, a year in prison, just because my name is Foxy Brown,” she said.
Sweet merciful Lord. She’s our own personal Nelson Mandela! Eight whole months for breaking her probation after mutiple incidents over the last five years where she’s attacked manicurists and beat people with cell phones.
She can’t even come up with her own original ways to beat peasants. Throwing phones is Naomi’s thing.
Is it just me or is it sad that people are celebrating this like she was Tim Robbins and this is the Shawshank Redemption? I’m fine for all this fanfare when it’s some poor guy or gal (like St. Louis’ own Ellen Reasonover) who was wrongly accused and imprisoned. Go nuts when you get out! But Foxy (like Lil’ Kim and Remy Ma) committed a crime. Why the fanfare? She should be ashamed, sneaking out the back door. But wait, we’re talking about Americans right?
Never mind. We got rid of shame in this country a long, long time ago.
I don’t advocate listening to Marilyn Manson’s music (because it’s terrible, not the whole creep factor), but every time some shit like this goes down with cameras flashing and film rolling and everyone getting caught up in manufactured hype (is that redundant?) I truly believe that “we’re all stars now in the Dope Show.”