On the tail end of the 2021 Super
Bowl,
This over-hyped spectacle attempted to garner countless viewers to witness a football competition – not to be confused with soccer, the other football – within the confines of our own homes.
For weeks prior, guvment officials insisted this annual event was best watched in our own homes, much like Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve, and Kwanzaa, absolutely avoiding other human contact to prevent the spread of the “C-word” virus.
On the other hand, presidential
inaugurations, riots in
Seemingly countless commercials run for $5,000,000 per 30-second spot filled the already crowded TV schedule in an attempt to get viewers to change the channel to the Puppy Bowl on the Animal Planet Channel.
First up was an advertisement from Jeep, featuring some has-been singer named Bruce Springsteen. This Trump-hating anti-American whined over the past 4-years about then-President Trump being a horrible man, and how he desperately wanted to leave the country until President Trump’s term was up; Springsteen didn’t because he’s not only smarmy, he’s also a liar and probably lazy and likely inebriated.
And so it went for hours, one America-bashing commercial after another poking fun at the consumers expected to purchase lame products. This parade of propaganda continued until the announcers realized one of the referees was a woman.
Once identified as not a man, this referee was idolized because of her sex. Period. She had done nothing extraordinary other than be born with guvment-approved parts to instantly transform her into something of a “hero” in the sports world because she was the “first woman.” Yeah!
Then as he took the field we heard litanies of praise about the youngest quarterback to play in a Super Bowl. And he is Black. Yeah!
The Kansas City Disparaging Native American Named Team, also known as “The Chiefs,” utilized a fellow identified as Patrick Mahomes to quarterback their team to a near victory. Actually, it was nowhere near a victory for the Kansas City Disparaging Native American Named Team, but he was the youngest, Black quarterback to play in a Super Bowl. Yeah!
Tom Brady, the oldest, White quarterback to play in a Super Bowl appeared to dominate the game with a squeaker of a victory, 31 – 9. His Tampa Bay Buccaneers won, but Mahomes’ mother felt otherwise, blaming the refs for the Kansas City Disparaging Native American Named Team’s loss. Of course. It wasn’t because of the team’s poor performance. But I digress, again.
In any case, the mindless dolts
only watching to espy the next commercial ad were treated to more inane
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Fade-in from black, and the world witnessed some white-clad character hovering above a dark backdrop, descending into the stadium. The crowd went wild when the main performer, who no one seemed to be able to identify, hopped around the makeshift stage, apparently lip-syncing into a prop microphone.
He yodeled a half-dozen musical numbers – all of which sounded alike – with more and more clearly racist themes being exhibited.
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None of it made sense then, and no one can describe the meanings of all that, now. It seems as though segregation is alive and well within the Super Bowl-approved show.
It seemed odd that a clear display of racial and sexual inclusiveness were absent, while Jeep hopefully succeeded in alienating American patriots by using a Marxist-loving singer to piously deliver narration for inclusiveness, Springsteen now wants in a country he helped divide.
I’m not sure who thought this dumpster fire of a display was a good idea, but I hope the Super Bowl LVI committee rethinks next year’s public exhibit with more societal richness.
