I just watched the Superbowl for the first time in my life.

Let me justify this statement (which is unbelievable to some) by saying that I hate watching sports on TV. At least, I hate watching sports that most “men” call sports on TV. And I especially hate football. Always have.

But that’s beside the point. I forced myself to watch the first half of the game. I even managed to understand a little bit of it, for a change.

What I did not understand, however, was the half-time show. I will admit a complete non-comprehension of the qualities that make most of the people who appeared in that half-time show stars.

P. Diddy and Nelly are both so overrated and undertalented, they make me laugh. I find it truly incredible that so many people enjoy their work. (Notice: I didn’t call it music. Just because it has a beat and it rhymes doesn’t make it music.) I also admit a profound lack of understanding for the hip hop trend of sampling other people’s real music and bastardizing it beyond recognition. If you aren’t talented enough to make up your own music, don’t bother making music, I say.

Kid Rock is a poster child for White Trash in America. I am embarrassed for our nation as a whole every time that talentless screamer gets up in front of an audience and people cheer for him. That a man like that is able to have a very lucrative career is simply beyond my ability to understand. I embraces everything contrary to the ideals of this nation, and people worship him for it. I look forward to the day when people are rewarded for hard work and actual talent.

Finally, while I appreciate Janet Jackson’s abilities as a dancer and entertainer, I find her singing and music to be far from enjoyable. But was it really necessary for Justin Timberlake to expose her breast at the end of the half-time show? I mean, honestly. I am so tired of people being famous just for being famous. Brittany Spears is doing just that: She keeps doing outrageous things just so she’ll remain famous. I call it the Zsa Zsa Gabor syndrome. Zsa Zsa was nothing but a worthless lump who was famous for being famous. Blech.

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