Things haven’t been looking to good for Bill Cosby…for a while now. 20 plus women have come forward with accusations of rape and sexual assault over the years, but let’s be honest…a lot of us gave them major side eyes at first.
I’m just gonna be upfront. Nobody wants to believe that Bill Cosby is a rapist. I mean, why would we? He is the quintessential example of what it means to be a decent human being…or so we thought.
As someone who’s experienced the pain of what it feels like to have a man not take “no” for an answer, I empathize with each and every one of these women. I believe wholeheartedly that when women (and men) make rape allegations, they should be taken seriously and thoroughly investigated. But even with all of that being said, I still struggled to see Mr. Cosby as a villain. Here are 6 reasons why I think that’s so:
1.The Cosby Show
Who didn’t watch The Cosby Show? I mean, from 1984 to 1992, Bill Cosby was everybody’s TV dad. He was perfect. He treated his children perfect, he treated his wife perfect, and he had the perfect job. He always gave everybody great advice, and on top of that, he was funny. He really helped change the image of the Black family unit for EVERYBODY, and we loved him for that.
I mean…these commercials used to be fun to watch, right? But now…not so much.
OMG. OMG. OMG. I cannot explain to you how much I love the movie Ghost Dad. I cry ALL the tears every time I watch it. Elliot Hopper (Bill Cosby) is a workaholic widower who is about to land the deal of a lifetime at work, which he hopes will win him a promotion and a company car. After he forgets his daughter Diane’s birthday, he attempts to make it up to her by promising her she can have his car when he secures the deal at work on the coming Thursday. After being persuaded to give the car to his daughter early, Elliot must hail a taxi from work, which is driven by Satanist Curtis Burch (Raynor Scheine), who drives erratically and speeds out of control. Attempting to get the taxi stopped, Elliot announces that he is Satan and commands him to stop the taxi. Shocked to see his “Evil Master”, Burch drives off a bridge and into the river. Basically Bill Cosby dies, but he’s such a great father that he keeps on trying to be a good father even in his death. Heartwarming.
4.Philanthropy (and his love for HBCU’s)
5.The Death of His Son
In 1997, Bill Cosby tragically lost his son in a senseless act of violence. Ennis had pulled over on the side of the road to change his tire, and was shot to death by a criminal looking to rob him. Bill began to unravel publicly. He was grief stricken. We felt sorry for him.
6. He Reminds Me of My Father
It feels weird even typing that. Whenever I would see Bill Cosby on TV, I’d think “There goes dad!” My dad and Bill’s public persona were similar in a lot of ways. My dad often gave me lectures on what the Black community needed to do better, he also talked about racism in America a lot. Often offering advice that is invaluable to me today. My dad is funny, he has a PhD., he treated my mother and me like Queens. He’s big on education, he has a couple of ugly sweaters…there are just so many commonalities. Then to suddenly learn that the person who you always compared to your father wasn’t the person that he said he was…I mean, it was hurtful. I felt like I lost a family member, really.
Then I thought of his daughter. I thought of how she must have felt. To learn what her father had been up to. I put myself in her shoes. I assumed that he treated her how my father treated me. I thought about the heartbreak.
So, no. I didn’t want it to be true. I didn’t want to believe that Bill Cosby was and IS capable of all of these things. But one thing I’ve learned about life is, things aren’t always what they seem. That’s a harsh reality that we have to deal with. So it’s almost like we’re mourning the death of Bill Cosby. But what we should lament over most is what he did to those women. THEY are the real victims here. So no matter how fond we were of Mr. Cosby, we MUST acknowledge what he’s done, and we have to know that it’s not OK. Ever.