2
02
2004
Super blooper
I understand why Eric’s “overjoyed” that he ended up having nothing to do with the Super Bowl halftime show. The “mishap” near the end (which, thankfully, I missed—we kept changing the channel because most of the rest of the show was not family friendly, either) was only the straw that broke the camel’s back; everybody seems to be trying to disassociate themselves from the entire wretched display, anyway.
People I’ve talked to who did see the end of the halftime show think the denials by MTV and Justin Timberlake are not credible. Who cares. The whole thing is so pathetic. 
So what if it wasnt family oriented it was entertainment just because a breast was shown on t.v.people have to throw things out of praportion now a days there are more thing being seen on t.v. than what happened at the super bowl I bet you in a few days or weeks this will blow over so relax and chill because I bet Britney Spears is going to do something more R-rated than a breast at the grammies.
I will do my best to throw my remarks in praportion. Thank you for your inciteful input.
I caught the spectacle at a friends house. Whats sad is that alot of younsters watched the program — I know of at least two groups of youth at CTK who got together to watch the SuperBowl, a supposedly “family-friendly” affair.
The basic message is this: “American culture is bankrupt”. This now passes as cutting-edge entertainment — well, Britney and Madonna kissed, and now WE have to “raise the bar”.
Exposing yourself in front of BILLIONS of people now passes as entertainment. They didn’t even sing!! It’s a post-modern joke, through and through.
It also teaches little girls that it’s OK for boys to grope and pull at your clothes. Look, Justin Timberlake did it! And he’s cool!
I don’t think enough people are outraged by this. I really don’t.
This coming from a SERIOUS Prince fan,
Walker D
Rather embarrassingly, I was watching it with a bunch of people from my church. I’m pretty inured to all the junk one sees on TV these days, but there’s nothing like watching it with your pastor to put it in proper perspective. Yowza.
Still, I have to say the hubbub is not exactly geared towards presenting consistency. By which I mean to say, “Why yell now? Where were you people for the past N years?”
I mean, in a sport where women’s most notable role is to dress in skimpy clothes and appear attractive for the men on the field and the viewers at home, it seems a bit disingenuous for everyone to get in a tizzy when one woman goes the distance and actually shows the whole part of what cheerleaders have been doing their best to display large chunks of (or at least leave little to the imagination as to their presence).
This is to say nothing of years of skits in which Swedish bikini teams “and twins” managed to wear even less than was deemed acceptable for cheerleaders when we cut away from a game to the commercials.
Of course, it’s all a matter of the frog in the pot. It seems really pointless to make a big deal out of women dressing attractively … wearing short skirts … and showing their midriffs … and their cleavage … and dancing provocatively … maybe simulating some sex … and showing a breaWAIT! TOO FAR! Yes?
And there were plenty of commercials that were no more tasteful than the halftime show, but managed not to trip the curiously thin wire that triggers American ire. Such as a monkey making all sorts of noises to imply having sex with a woman. I guess implied bestiality is just funny now. Hoo!
I don’t know. Nothing changes, it just keeps getting … moreso.
As such, I’m both disgusted, and yet completely unsurprised.
Or maybe I’m just sad because nobody’s talking about the Linux commercial. I was the only one among my church people who even knew what Linux is. Sigh.
I, too, could have done without the Bud Light spot featuring the chimpanzee. Who’s in charge of these campaigns, Howard Stern?
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