Ray J, Kim Kardashian, and the Faustian Bargain That Ate the Culture: Why Black Women Are Not Responsible for Saving Black Men Who Refuse to Save Us
- hilerieforbrookhav
- Nov 20
- 7 min read
There is a ghost that haunts Black culture, and his name is Ray J. The same Ray J who sung "One Wish" and "Sexy Can I". This same Ray J sat down on The Breakfast Club this week, nearly two decades after a sex tape with Kim Kardashian launched one of the most profitable empires in modern media history, and asked the culture to finally have his back.
But here's the problem: Ray J spent years making deals with the very system that now treats him as disposable. He publicly supported Donald Trump. He aligned himself with MAGA-adjacent figures like Amber Rose. He cozied up to Andrew Cuomo. He chose proximity to power over accountability to his people. And now, when that same system has chewed him up and spit him out, when he is being reminded—in Jay-Z's prophetic words—that he is "still nigga," he has the audacity to ask us to save him.
And specifically, he is asking Black women to do the saving.
No, sir.
This is not just about Ray J. This is about the Faustian Bargain and the Sacrificial Bargain—two gendered contracts that structure how Black men and Black women are expected to navigate success, betrayal, and survival in a white supremacist, capitalist system. And this moment, this interview, this plea, is a masterclass in how these bargains operate, how they fail, and why Black women must finally refuse to be the safety net for Black men who never held us down.
The Faustian Bargain: Ray J's Deal with the Devil
Let's start with what Ray J actually said in the interview. He admitted, with a mix of frustration and desperation, that he has been scapegoated for nearly 20 years as the "bad Black boyfriend" who coerced an innocent white woman into making a sex tape. The Kardashian family, he argues, built a billion-dollar empire on the back of that narrative, while he was left to be the villain.
And he's not wrong.
The 2007 sex tape between Ray J and Kim Kardashian was not just a scandal; it was a strategic launch. As multiple reports have confirmed, the tape was "leaked" just weeks before the premiere of Keeping Up with the Kardashians, a reality show that would go on to dominate pop culture for over a decade. Kim Kardashian's mother, Kris Jenner, has been widely speculated to have orchestrated the release, turning what could have been a career-ending scandal into a career-making moment. Kim settled a lawsuit with Vivid Entertainment for $5 million, but the real payout was the global platform the tape provided.
Ray J, meanwhile, was cast as the predatory Black man who exploited a naive white woman. This is not speculation; this is the Mandingo and Black Buck controlling image in action. The narrative was clear: Kim was the victim, and Ray J was the aggressor. Never mind that both were consenting adults. Never mind that Kim's career skyrocketed while Ray J's stagnated. The racial script was written, and Ray J was typecast.
But here's where the Faustian Bargain enters the picture. Instead of challenging that narrative, instead of holding the Kardashians accountable, Ray J spent the next two decades trying to make his own deals with power. He supported Trump. He aligned with MAGA. He thought he could play both sides—be a Black man in hip-hop culture and a Black man acceptable to white conservative power.
And now, the bill has come due.
The system he supported does not care about him. It never did. He was useful as a token, as a Black face to legitimize their anti-Blackness. But the moment he ceased to be useful, the moment he needed them to protect him, they discarded him.
This is the Faustian Bargain: the belief that proximity to white power, to capital, to mainstream acceptance, will save you. But it never does. Because the terms of the bargain are always rigged. The devil always collects.
The Sacrificial Bargain: Why Black Women Are Expected to Clean Up the Mess
Now, let's talk about who Ray J is really asking to save him. When he says "the culture," who do you think he means? He means Black women. He means the same Black women who have been expected, for centuries, to absorb the consequences of Black men's choices, to defend them, to protect them, to sacrifice our own dignity and safety in the process.
This is the Sacrificial Bargain: the expectation that Black women will always be the safety net, the emotional laborers, the ones who "hold it down" even when Black men refuse to hold us down.
And let's be clear: Ray J has not held Black women down. He supported a political movement (MAGA) that is actively hostile to Black women's reproductive rights, our economic security, our safety, and our humanity. He supported a man (Trump) who has been credibly accused of sexual assault by multiple women, including Black women. He supported a system that views Black women as disposable.
And now, when he is being treated as disposable, he wants us to save him.
No, sir.
Kim Kardashian: The Other Side of the Same Coin
But this story is not complete without examining the other side of the coin: Kim Kardashian herself. Because while Ray J was making his Faustian Bargain, Kim was making her own—and hers paid off in ways his never could.
Kim Kardashian is a white woman who has built a billion-dollar empire by extracting value from Black culture while contributing to the very systems that harm Black people. Let's be specific:
Cultural Appropriation as a Business Model: Kim Kardashian has made a career out of adopting Black aesthetics—fuller lips, a surgically enhanced posterior that mimics Black women's bodies, cornrows and braids that she rebrands as "boxer braids." She has profited from looking like a Black woman without experiencing the systemic racism that actual Black women face. As scholar Mikki Kendall notes, "She gets the aesthetic without the oppression."
Exploitation of Black Men: Kim married Kanye West, a Black man who was publicly struggling with mental illness, and had four children with him. Their relationship was a spectacle, and when it ended, the narrative was clear: Kanye was "crazy," and Kim was the victim. This is the Mammy-Savior complex in reverse—Kim positioned herself as the white woman who tried to save the troubled Black man, all while profiting from his name, his brand, and his cultural capital.
MAGA-Adjacent Politics: Kim Kardashian has publicly aligned herself with figures like Donald Trump, meeting with him to advocate for criminal justice reform. While some have praised this work, it is important to note that her advocacy is selective and performative. She helps a few high-profile Black people get out of prison, and in return, she gets to be invited to "the cookout"—a metaphor for Black cultural acceptance. But she does not challenge the systems that incarcerate Black people at disproportionate rates. She does not challenge the white supremacy that her family benefits from. She takes a photo op and moves on.
The Kardashian Empire and Anti-Blackness: The Kardashian family has built their empire on the labor, aesthetics, and cultural capital of Black people, all while maintaining their proximity to whiteness and white privilege. They date Black men, adopt Black aesthetics, and profit from Black culture, but they do not experience the consequences of Blackness. As cultural critic Jamilah Lemieux writes, "The Kardashians are the ultimate example of how white women can profit from Blackness without ever being Black."
And yet, when Ray J—the Black man who was used as a prop in their origin story—asks for accountability, he is dismissed. When he asks the culture to recognize how he was scapegoated, he is told to move on. When he asks for support, he is reminded that he is "still nigga."
The Historical Parallel: Ray J as the Informant
This is not new. Throughout our history, there have always been Black people who believed that their individual proximity to white power would save them from the collective fate of Blackness. There have always been those who thought they could make a deal, cut a corner, sell out the collective for personal gain.
And they were always wrong.
Harriet Tubman knew this. That's why she carried a gun on the Underground Railroad—not just to protect the freedom seekers from slave catchers, but to protect them from each other. Because she knew that fear, desperation, and the promise of reward could turn a brother into an informant.
Ray J is that informant. He made a deal with the system, and now he's shocked that the system doesn't care about him. But the culture—our culture—is not obligated to save him from the consequences of his choices.
The Dilemma for Our Culture: Accountability vs. Solidarity
This is the dilemma we are grappling with. On one hand, we are taught that Black solidarity is sacred. We are taught that we must always "have each other's backs," that we must never let the system divide us, that we must always protect our own.
But on the other hand, solidarity cannot be a one-way street. Solidarity requires reciprocity. It requires accountability. It requires that we hold each other to a standard of care, protection, and mutual defense.
Ray J violated that standard. He chose proximity to power over accountability to the people. And now, he is asking us to extend him a grace that he never extended to us.
The question is: Are we obligated to save someone who refused to save us?
And the answer, sister, is no.
The Call to Action: Black Women Are Not Responsible for Black Men Who Refuse to Be Responsible for Us
This is the thesis, and it is a radical, necessary, and overdue statement:
Black women are not responsible for saving Black men who refuse to save us.
We are not obligated to defend men who do not defend us. We are not obligated to protect men who do not protect us. We are not obligated to sacrifice our dignity, our safety, or our futures for men who have made it clear that their proximity to power is more important than their accountability to us.
Ray J made his choice. He chose MAGA. He chose Trump. He chose Amber Rose.
He chose a system that views Black women as disposable.
And now, he must live with the consequences of that choice.
We are not his safety net. We are not his emotional laborers. We are not his mammy, his mule, or his savior.
We are done.


