A literal description of my state of mind
A literal description of my state of mind
Janet Jackson and Justin Timberlake cooked up a stunt that went awry in the Superbowl Halftime Show, and the world got a look at her breast. B.F.D.
This really points up two things. First, these two are typical of today's "entertainers" who's singing abilities can't stand on their own, so they have to slut it up or do something shocking in order to stand out. Next time, try hiring talent for the show instead of flash.
Second, why in world did these two nitwits (and behind the scenes handlers) try to deny it in the first place? I'd ground my kids in a heartbeat if they lied to me about some stupid stunt they pulled. Janet and Justin should be held to the same basic standard. You screwed up, you admit it.
Ya know, if there's one thing that baseball does better than football, it's maintain its dignity. The baseball All-Star game means something, and the World Series is handled with class and celebrates the game. Football is going down the path towards WWF-dom. Lowest-common-denominator marketing. It's not the sizzle you should be pushing, it's the steak.
Jeez, I hate the Super Bowl.
Posted by Ted at February 3, 2004 12:05 PM | TrackBackSomething I find really deplorable is the way CBS is trying to play innocent, "We had no idea..." etc. B.S.! What the hell did they expect when they contracted with MTV. CBS execs are either morons or they're hoping everybody else is.
Posted by: Lynn S at February 3, 2004 03:17 PMAs per my long-standing boycott of the Super Bowl I had no idea about the Janet/Justin stunt until late last night. But I'm guessing that yer absolutely right: the half-time show has gone from "let's fill some time while the players rest for their second wind" to "let's get some slutty pop tarts to make some news." I nearly wrote a post tonight (OMG!) called "Skank-A-Thon" where Brittany and Janet and Christina and Mariah et al are putting on a show and they're assaulted by Stevie Nicks, Joan Jett, Aretha Franklin and Debbie Gibson (and maybe Melissa Etheridge for good measure).
DONNA SUMMER: What the hell were you thinking about, girl?!
JANET JACKSON: I was just trying to be sexy!
DONNA SUMMER: You're not sexy; you're sleazy! THIS is SEXY! (She then launches into strains of "I-I-I-I-I-I love to love you baby-y-y-y.." as Madonna collapses to the floor writhing in ecstasy.) Get off the floor, hussy!!
MADONNA: Oh, sorry. I just got lost in the moment...
SUMMER: Keep that at home, skank-bomb!
..that kinda thing...
Maybe I'll write it tomorrow if I can get home before 9:30. :D