Everyone should see this!!!
Subject: Fwd: Halftime Show
It’s not like I was going to watch the super bowl half time show anyway, but fyi……..
CALLING FOR A NATIONWIDE BOYCOTT OF SUPER BOWL’S “HALFTIME SHOW”!!
You may not be aware, but Phil Mushnick writes a regular sports column for the NY Post. His topics are often about what goes on behind the scenes in college and professional sports…all the dirty back-room dealings, the hypocrisy of so-called “student-athletes” who never attend class, the bending of rules and illegal recruiting of high school athletes by major colleges with offers of cars and other gifts, or making a kid’s father an assistant coach at a hefty salary, etc. His messages and his writing style are always spot on. Here’s a recent example:
(BTW, in case you didn’t know, Roger Goodell is the Commissioner of the NFL whose outrageous annual salary of $63 million per is paid by the owners of the 32 teams).
By Phil Mushnick January 29, 2022
Keepin’ it real. Let’s do it together.
Last Saturday, during CBS’s telecast of the Titans-Bengals playoff game, a commercial for Corona beer aired, starring Snoop Dogg, who, despite countless arrests for guns and drugs, has become a must-have to endorse products.
So what if he luridly degrades women as one of his stocks in trade if he can sell beer?
The night before that ad ran, NYPD officer Jason Rivera, 22, was shot dead with an assault rifle while responding to a domestic violence call in East Harlem. His partner, Wilbert Mora, 27, died from his wounds four days later
And as I watched that Corona ad, I got to thinking about Snoop Dogg’s violently anti-police, pro-crime vile and vulgar “artistry,” mindful that Roger Goodell appointed and anointed Snoop Dogg the headliner at this year’s Super Bowl halftime.
Perhaps Goodell, also in the interest of keeping it real, would like to rap along with a “song” by Snoop and J5 Slap entitled, “Police.” Ready, Roger? It reads thusly:
“All you n—as out there,
Take your guns that you using to shoot each other
And start shooting these b—h-ass
mother-f–king police.
That’ll impress a mother-f–king n—a like me.”
But Snoop’s Super Bowl selection doesn’t just meet with the approval of the NFL and “It’s All About Our Fans” Goodell. The halftime show and Snoop’s appearance is sponsored with the full, proud commercial and financial support of Pepsi, which seems eager to become the soft drink of hardcore.
Back to that charming, ahem, song. Ready Team Pepsi? It’s Karaoke Night! Here we go:
“Dipping through the city with a Glock in a Range Rove
If you sleeping probably not with the same hoe
Rock the same clothes rich n—as do
And rock by the same code till I’m a rich n—a too
I be in the club with the stick in my shoe
You call the f–king police like a bitch n—a do.”
Five NYPD officers have been shot in the first 20 days of this year. And the fellow chosen by the NFL and approved by Goodell to star in this year’s halftime produces, records, sells and profits from “artistry” advocating streets filled with the blood of cops and threats against those who would help solve the shootings of cops and civilians.
More? We’ll give this part to NBC’s NFL pregame panelist, Jac Collinsworth. Sunday, after NBC presented a Super Bowl halftime promo narrated by Snoop Dogg, he said, “That was our friend, Snoop.”
Is that right? He’s our friend? Come on up to the mic, Jac. Now, in the name of keepin’ it real, pick it up with this, the refrain from “our friend’s” charming ditty (with Master P), “Snitches”:
“Snitches snitches snitches
N—as be running they mouth just like b–ches …
Snitches snitches snitches
I got a slug for ya’ll mother-f–king snitches.”
Hey, Corona beer marketing department, your turn. Ready? Snoop Dogg has a video in which he sings a cover version of NWA’s “F–k the police” while holding his crotch in a courtroom. It’s an easy one. Just repeat after Snoop:
“F–k the po-lice! F–k the po-lice!”
I invite — dare, challenge — everyone — Goodell, the NFLPA, NFL team owners, the executive board at Pepsi and Corona, NBC Sports, young Collinsworth — to demonstrate the courage of their convictions to join with Snoop Dogg in any of his dozens of similarly depraved enterprises presented as entertainment.
And now, just for added kicks, look up the lurid lyrics of two other Goodell-certified entertainers who will perform at this Super Bowl halftime, Eminem (“Just Don’t Give A F–k”) and crotch-grabbing Kendrick (“B–ch, Don’t Kill My Vibe”) Lamar.
This is what Roger Goodell thinks NFL audiences, of all ages, are worth on a Super Bowl Sunday. These acts are far beneath him as he has already admitted that he can’t repeat what Snoop Dogg raps. But he feels as if Snoop Dogg is perfect for you and yours — and professional football.
And it’s not as if previous Super Bowl halftime shows under Goodell’s classy, dignified guidance haven’t caused those who know right from wrong to ask why they’ve been dismissed as unworthy, disinvited as out of step with marching that points all of us backwards.
Why, under Goodell, have halftime shows been diving lower and lower? And why has he allowed such uncivil performers to be attached to a championship ball game?
Meanwhile, the classic “To Kill a Mockingbird,” has been removed from a Washington State school’s required reading list because it contains racial slurs.
And Goodell, the shameless $63 million per pandering phony, slaps “Stop Hate” and “End Racism” along the backs of end zones and players’ helmets, then invites Snoop Dogg to be the star of the Super Bowl.
Maybe Snoop will be granted a police escort to the stadium. For his safety, of course.
Officer Rivera was 22. Officer Mora was 27. Just keepin’ it real.
*PLEASE FORWARD TO ALL*