How could you be so heartless?
Let’s asses the situation here. You, an established and talented hip hop artist, known for your outrageous antics and stage rushing when you don’t win an award, are sitting in the front row of MTV’s Video Music Awards. As you lounge in your drunken stupor altered state of bliss, the nominees for Best Female Video are being announced through Radio City Music Hall. The nominees included were Pink, Kelly Clarkson, Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift and Beyonce.
Now I imagine you thought to yourself, “Look, no matter what, if B don’t win, I’ma take that stage and tell ’em what’s what,” and then nodded your Venetian blind sunglass-ed head and menacingly smiled at your evil, if hastily thought out, plan.
Well, the Gods did not smile on you that day my friend. Because of all the people who could have won that tin foil statue, it was this girl.
She sings country music about boys not liking her because she’s not popular and sits in the bleachers at football games. She talks with fans at concerts and plays the guitar. She genuinely cares about the well-being of others. She’s a good tipper. She likes fairy tales and rainbows. She journals. She made a parody rap video with T-Pain. She dated a Jonas brother. Mother Theresa had more critics than her. To put it in perspective, here are the other people who could have won.
No dice. The country singing teenager gracefully took the stage to accept her very first VMA completely awestruck, just in time to be bitch smacked by your giant ego. Sure, we get it, you were trying to help Beyonce. She did have a great video and she is, in many circles, a holy deity. Your point was lost, however, when the camera cut to her and she looked at you with all the appreciation a high school girl has for a zit on picture day.
The whole fracas lasted only a few seconds, and yet the commotion from your disturbance seems to be never ending. You’ve turned yourself into a media sensation once again. Well played. But when the leader of the free world calls you a jackass, it’s time to sit this one out.
You, sir, are terrible.