Dear obsessed fans,
This isn't about Rihanna, Beyonce, Justin Bieber, or whomever else you think is the greatest artist in the world. This is about you.
This is about how your favorite celebrity barely likes you and doesn't know you, but they surely love your business.
OK, maybe that was a little harsh, so I apologize. But I know a few things for sure, they won't threaten to cut someone for having an opinion about you.
They sure as hell won't cyber bully anyone on your behalf and damn sure, won't wait three hours for you to show up to their show. Their time is too valuable for that.
Over the last 7 days we've learned a lot about something called the #Rihanna150. This was the name given to the group of journalists who were invited to accompany Rihanna during the 777 Tour. They assumed it would run like a well-oiled machine and not like New York's MTA after Superstorm Sandy took a giant bite out of the Big Apple.
Massive delays, no sleep and very little access to Rihanna led to more than a few cranky reporters.
It even led to a cranky and exhausted Rihanna.
So last night while I was on Twitter watching the livestream of RiRi's London show, I decided to voice my opinion that Rihanna looked a little tired while on stage.
And rightfully so, she's an extremely hard working girl and any person who travels to 7 countries in 7 days has the right to look visibly exhausted by day 6.
RiRi's lethargic dance moves, short temper, and slurred curses reminded me of girl geeked up on molly, Grey Goose and kush. In the words of Gucci Mane, "Rock star lifestyle might don't make it!"
So I voiced my honest opinion, because that's what I get paid to do, and I was attacked by the Rihanna Navy. One girl called me a bitter bottom, another called me a fassy hole - whatever that means - and all types of MFers, c-words and things no good mother would ever allow their child to say.
"It means I don't think you're cool and your mother is poor" ~ Jessa from HBO's Girls.
It's also a part of my job to take criticism and hate, but people should understand that a blogger's opinions are what put food on the table.
So my message to fans with a Twitter account and an attitude problem, who would quickly trade places with a whiny writer stuck on plane in Paris, is to imagine yourself stuck at work for an extra 3 hours when you didn't get enough sleep, haven't been in your own bed in 6 days, and are probably desperate in need of a shower ... would you be happy?
Remember, opinions are to be share with the world to welcome a good old-fashioned debate and even a heated discussion every now and then. But random attacks from a swarm of angry fans with no real reason to be angry other than the fact that Rihanna or (Insert your favorite celebrity's name here), will never ever reply to you on a social network, is insanity.
There is no need for name-calling, death threats or any other manic behavior.
You can listen to whomever you want, regardless of their drug of choice, sexual preference, what block they rep, or whatever meaningless thing you deem important.
But when you cross the line from "I like this person's music," to "die a slow death for thinking Rihanna, Beyonce, Justin Bieber or whoever is NOT the best musician in the world," you may need to rethink the meaning of your own life.
Xilla is the Sr. Entertainment Editor for GlobalGrind.com as well as CEO of the number 1 relationship blog BlogXilla.com/M2TB.com. He has been featured in XXL, The Source, Essence, LA Times and is considered one of the premiere bloggers in the industry. Follow him on twitter @BlogXilla