As you can probably guess, I mostly ignored the Super Bowl and kept my leanings to myself!  But I finally gave in to my curiosity about the reactions to the halftime show, and watched it.

I was impressed.  I loved the premise of it, and the guts it took to get away with the honesty and realness on that stage.  Not to mention the incredible choreography and artistry.  Instead of the usual flashy superficial commercialism catering to mostly white people, it dared to convey a serious message worthy of a performing arts stage, with an actual narrative.  It challenged white expectations of mindless entertainment and escape from accountability.

No wonder some people thought it was boring!  It reminds me of trump grumbling about Bishop Budde’s fearless plea of mercy being boring and nasty.  Clueless, remorseless white people don’t like being confronted with honest truth.  They’re afraid of people of color breaking through the red lines and taking their rightful place as equals.

I imagine slaves traveling forward in time to witness this moment, and all the mixed feelings they’d have: pride and vindication, but also, how is it that after hundreds of years, we’re only to this point?!  With slaver descendants still calling the shots and scared of an uprising!  And yet another white oppressor in control.  I’d say this revolution is way overdue.

So that’s my unsolicited, gratuitous review of the halftime show.  I’m sure I’m being naive and missing points, but there it is.