Apology? What apology? He doesn’t want to talk about specifics and he doesn’t remember anything! Poor kid.
When asked about alleged past blow-outs, Brown simply furrowed his brow, feigned ignorance and let his lawyer try to pin the blame on a probation officer, who was obviously mistaken and made a mistake in citing past incidents in the official report.
Fine, okay. That’s what lawyers do: they make their clients look better than they are. But Chris really didn’t help, for he came off as, quite simply, a man who was doing what he thought needed to be done: appearing on national television in a bid to clear the air, but, in the end, not really clearing the air.
The most Brown did to address his violent streak was to blame his youth: no one taught him and Rihanna how to love one another; relationships get heated; there’s no class on controlling anger. Really? One would think that after watching his mother, who, for the record, we like, get beat up on, Brown would have more respect for women.
I honestly don’t get why Brown chose now to go on TV and talk to Larry King. This might have been more powerful if more time had passed, if he’d gotten himself together, gone through some intesnse, long-term counseling and just layed under a rock, enjoying the fact that Michael Jackson’s death almost made those terrible pictures of Rihanna’s bruised and battered face disappear. The problem with most people who end up as batterers is that they often don’t see anything wrong with their behavior and blame everyone else for causing their violent outbursts. She said something that upset me. I had a bad day at work. The baby wouldn’t stop crying. I don’t take no shit off of nobody. Etc. Etc. It’s everyone’s fault, but their own.