I really really hated Beyonce's halftime show. For reasons that are not the kind of things I write about on this blog. I would rather watch Heidi and the Highsteppers here. (from German TV)
For the time being Beyonce and her (over)production have put me off dancing, music, and sex (not too much of a loss at my age, but still...) Imagine having to go through all those gyrations all the time. Yoga is bad enough. I just barely made it through my class yesterday after being away for a month.
And here is your dose of Americana for the day, thanks to Jessica Valenti.Jessica Valenti @JessicaValenti
If your dainty ears are bothered by profanity, do not follow the link. I'm sure the violence described will not offend, however. Do you think, perhaps, that 12 years of wars which seem to be endless have had something of a coarsening effect on our sensibilities? Just maybe?
I'm sure Chris Hayes thinks so. And someone just stole his bicycle! What a world! Is there no justice?
Joyce Carol Oates tweets that the undergraduates she meets are bright and earnest but is concerned about whether they are in it for the long haul. We always count on the young to save everyone's bacon, don't we. But that's asking way too much of them in these confused times. My heart goes out to the young hero, Kai, a pure soul in a soiled world.