I’m boycotting the super bowl today.
The Philadelphia Eagles, a team I’ve watched mostly lose for the last 30 years, are going to the Superbowl for the 3rd time in a decade. My dad would really care. Old me would really care. As an ex-athlete, I kind-of care.
Annoying, I know.
Now.
I want to know why I’m being distracted by such a large spectacle that is Kendrick Lamar, of all artists, performing at the “Big Game” with 2nd time “President” Trump in attendance.
I’m biracial, claimed “Blackity Black”
I have a “white-family” and “black-family”
even I think this feels… strange.
Why is no one else talking about how strange this feels?
Yall don’t remember the last time you told yourself you would always trust your gut and why?
L. Studivant