Don’t like rap? Roger Goodell and the NFL has a message for you. We don’t give a Shit.

Kedrick Lamar Leads angry gym class attendees during the SB Halftime

I never thought I would see a half time show as boring and unpleasant as the Weeknd two years ago. I had never heard of the guy, nor any of his songs. How I longed for the scions of taste and entertainment at NFL headquarters to bring back that insipid boor, after I wasted 20 minutes of my life watching Kedrick Lamar and the Sweatsuits perform last night.

In the past, we have been truly treated to muscial greats performing. Michael Jackson, Bruce Springsteen, Beyonce, Prince, The Rolling Stones! Musical legends. People still pay thousands for nose bleed seats to see them. Even Millenials, Gen Z, everybody loves them. We know their songs. We even had a partial strip show from a babe (Janet Jackson). Cheerleaders, leggy dancers, fireworks. This is what most peope would call, entertainment.

Kedrick Lamar is a rapper, a form of shouting to loud drums while a gangsta plays a record backwards. Often the lyrics glorify the sexual mistreatment of Ho’s (women) or exalt violence and racial hatred. There is usually a healthy dose of the dropping of the racial epithet starting with N. There are only a few people who call this music. I am guessing that less than 10% of the population listen to this form of cacophonous noise for pleasure. (Kedricks big song sold…15,000 copies).

Lamar added to our disgust and disinterest by having the supporting cast dance like Maori tribesmen in workout clothes. Given the angry expressions on the dancer’s faces (not one smile) they were as disinterested in the rapping as the rest of the country.

Like many of you, I couldn’t understand a word of what he was rapping. If I had known, I would surely have shut off the game in disgust. He apparently hates the United States, Donald Trump, and another rapper named Drake, (who has been arrested for pedophelia.) Those of us who had no knowledge of the whole Drake fued, of course, weren’t in on the diss. Just bored.

Oh, we also got to see Samuel L Jackson make inane comments between raps while dressed in an Uncle Sam costume. But he really meant he was Uncle Tom, to insult any black people watching that voted for Trump. What an asshole.

Watching it with my wife, she asked me where were the legs? Every dance performance included ladies with their legs showing; ballet, the Rockettes, Riverdance, the CanCan, virtually every dance performance in the last 100 years. No one goes to see women dance in sweatpants. And where were the cheerleaders? I didn’t see them the entire telecast.

As to the game, that stunk too. The Eagles apparently were pumped up for a game. The Chiefs performed as if they just staggered onto the field from Free Hurricane Night on Bourbon street. The game was not close. About as interesting as say, hostile looking hos (rap reference) dancing to politically insulting and obscure raps in their baggy sweats.

Kedrick Lamar singing with Sza. Isn’t her name a slang term for Pizza?

I have read that the NFL does not even CARE to entertain us with the half time show. You may have noticed the halftime acts for the past 6 years have featured rap artists. (As a reminder, only about 10% of the population listens to this unmelodious bellowing). This is because the NFL can monetize rap, but not the Rolling Stones or Billy Joel. Its basically a great big, steaming, F you to the 90% of the audience that either hates or dislikes rap. Roger Goodell to 90% of America: Drop Dead.

Let me urge everyone to boycott all future half time shows. I certainly will not watch one again. I get the message. Note that if enough of us join together, we can offset the rap profits the NFL garners by NOT watching the commercials. Wouldn’t that be GREAT? Our opportunity to say F You right back. I will say it right now, though. Dear NFL: F You and your awful half time “entertainment”.