Chris Brown would be better served by calling Ice Cube than Mark Geragos or another drug and alcohol treatment center. What I mean by that is, Mr. Brown is obviously lost and troubled. I watched his rants yesterday about the police. He was obviously high out of his mind. Which I don’t judge. He has the right to be, and may or may not be an addict. I don’t know, that’s for him to decide. But what will most likely happen is, he will go to treatment again. Go to more useless anger management. Nothing will change. He will get out of this trouble, and more trouble will follow.
He should call Ice Cube. Ice Cube is a man! Ice Cube knows how to handle his business. Ice Cube does not live in a teenage fantasy of what life should be like, but instead, how life is. Ice Cube invented what Chris Brown is imitating. Ice Cube is a great father, a great Los Angelino. He has passed through fire and come out the other side. Chris Brown should call Ice Cube with his hat in his hand and say, “I’m lost man. Can you help me? Can you show me how you got through all this shit? Can you teach me how to be a dad? Give me tips of how you recognize people who are good for you to be involved with, and those that are not? Can you teach me how to channel all this pain and hurt and anger? Please, man. I’m gonna die.” Because what has gotten lost in our society is the idea of mentors. Respect for our elders.
All Chris Brown really needs, when you get down to the nitty gritty, is what recovery told us to do. Find someone you respect. Ask them for help and guidance. Follow that direction no matter how hard or how resistant you are to it. And see what happens. In AA, we call it a sponsor. In a therapeutic community, we call it a bond between therapist and patient.
The perverted nature of treatment today — and I hate to say it. It makes me want to vomit that I contributed in anyway to the current state of treatment but I think I did. And I’m sorry — the perverted nature of treatment in Southern California, where Mr. Brown will most likely go to get out of this, is so sick with celebrity ass-kissing that he will get no help. He will know from the moment he walks in, and the owner is there to greet him, that he runs the show. It is so monetarily important to your typical Malibu treatment center to land a big celebrity client that the owners literally drool at the chance. I will not bore you with how disgusting it is. You gotta trust me. Your worst fantasy times ten.
My point is, given Mr. Brown’s troubled soul, and the ineffectiveness of treatment for celebrities, the best thing Chris could do is, call Ice Cube. I think he lives just down the street.
Peace ‘n Love from the Rollercoaster,
An addict himself, and a former resident at multiple rehabilitation centers, Bob Forrest knows that while safety, containment and repetition help, they aren’t the keys to recovery. In 1996 when he got clean, Bob started developing an innovative and individualized structure for the treatment of addiction.
Bob helps our clients come to a place where they feel they are really, finally accepting personal responsibility for their own recovery. By being in a less restrictive living situation — a positive, supportive living environment, in which they have to really want sobriety — clients become willing to do whatever is necessary to achieve and maintain their recovery. In this sort of an atmosphere, they aren’t just sitting around, but living free with their peers in a supportive, low-pressure, non-judgmental, hands-on recovery setting, a real home, in which they can actively participate in their own individual journeys into sobriety.
“I want to treat addicts with dignity, love and compassion. I’m going to be honest with them. I’m not going to be mad at them if they don’t like what I’m trying to help them accomplish. If they fail or stumble or are defiant, I’m not going to get into arguments with them. I just want to love, help, encourage, nurture and steer people in a more positive direction of life.”