Beyoncé and the Superbowl

I know, this will piss some people off, blah blah blah. That’s ok, you can have your opinion, this one is mine.

I did not watch a lot of the half time show last night; too busy having fun and drinking sangria. The small amount I did see of Beyoncé’s performance left me feeling kinda…who gives a shit, ya know?

I have not cared for her since her disgusting “song” about screwing her husband. Not a fan of the husband either and I have no clue why anyone would call him a singer. All he does is talk and his voice is so muffled ya can’t understand half of the shit he says.

Today, I see a lot in the news about Beyoncé’s costume and her “Formation” tour and her politics, blah blah blah…

So I watched the entire performance and I gotta say this:

Fuck right off Beyoncé.

Yeah, I got it…Black Power…yup; I understood the whole nod to the Black Panthers, with the berets and the upraised fists.

The Black Panthers were terrorists…

It’s interesting that she made so many references to black culture in her performance last night but looks whiter every year.

“When he fuck me good, I take him to Red Lobster,” she sang.

Sang? Are you kidding me?  How is that singing?

Tacky and trashy.

I would never say anything like that around my daughter.

Olive Garden maybe, but not Red Lobster.

I had to laugh when a friend of mine asked, “Does Beyoncé ever wear pants when she performs?”

I used to think Beyoncé was talented and had an amazing voice.

Now, it looks like she is going for shock -desperate to remain relevant.