BTW. You know that violating the presidential records act, which Trump undeniably and admittedly, knowingly and intentionally did by stealing and hiding and destroying public presidential records, makes Trump ineligible for public office (and possibly eligible for 3 years in prison), right?

Please help make him the candidate in 24, to be replaced by Ted Cruz in mid October when he loses in court.

PS. Have you been properly instructed to be enraged at the hoodlums paraded out for the Super Bowl halftime show yet, hoodlems like billionaire Dr Dre, Mary J Blige, and Eminem? Way too….inner city for you? You know you’re supposed to be beside yourself that they didn’t have Ted Nugent and Kid Rock instead, right? The narrative is there were way too many black performers trying to entertain you with hyper sexual performances during your sports event (with nearly exclusively black players entertaining you). The far right media, Fox - OAN - newsmax are counting on you to be outraged.

Halftime....at the XFL game. The NFL games are still in the planning stages, and there are dozens.
This was definitely the 'not ready for prime time' players game, far more flash and flair than scrimmage.

I kinda doubt the drone was being operated by a fan. First, the game is clearly either not started yet or at halftime. Second, drones are usually not allowed into games like this.

More likely, it was a stadium official or a TV crew looking for crowd footage.

I've been trying to find a high def version of the entire 2007 halftime performance (of which this is the first part) and have failed. Aside from being an astounding musician and performer, he was ludicrously skilled at getting recordings of his material removed from the internet.

From this week's issue of The New Yorker:


Shouts & Murmurs February 16, 2015 Issue
Diary of the Left Shark
By Kelly Stout




A remarkable feat of agility was performed on Sunday night, and it had nothing to do with football. It was the sharks. . . . The dancing sharks at Katy Perry’s Super Bowl halftime show . . . danced in unison. But soon, one of the sharks, specifically Left Shark, said enough of that, and began to do his own thing frenetically on national television.

—Washington Post.

First rehearsal went great. Katy says to just call her “Katy”—very down-to-earth move. Happy to see Eric! Grateful he got me this gig, as not a lot of work out there for us sharks.

Second rehearsal O.K. Eric picking up dance moves faster than me, which is no biggie, since I’m still getting over quad injury. Still, resolving to work harder. Went for a beer afterward with dancing Blue Surfboard, named Jeremy. He’s worked with Miley Cyrus!

Eric texted wanting to know if I could use some “extra practice.” Didn’t think I needed “extra practice,” but Eric = good buddy, so I value his input. Couldn’t meet him, though, had book club.

Eric acting high and mighty in rehearsal—keeps referring to himself as “old veteran.” Feel he should turn it down a notch. Super Bowl halftime show is not a combat situation, and metaphor makes no sense.

Rehearsal rough tonight. Eric called my grasp of choreography “amateurish.” Said he did big favor by recommending me, and now worried Katy won’t hire him again. Said work must be “on a professional level” with “zero tolerance for mistakes.” I told him I was sorry to have disappointed, that my work will be “professional level” from here on out. Went to bathroom and cried into fins, but no one saw except Jeremy, who was very understanding. J says Katy makes a lot of people crazy—just ask Russell Brand! Found joke to be a little sexist—and, besides, Katy not really the problem—but appreciated support.

Katy took me aside after rehearsal. Uh-oh. But no! Said she likes seeing my extra effort! On verge of major breakthrough vis-à-vis choreography!

Happy to have long weekend off from rehearsal to regroup. Guy at brunch overheard me talking about current gig and asked if I am a real shark! Of course I’m a real shark! Tried not to be offended, but people can be so ignorant.

Back at rehearsal. Things steadily better, but sometimes feel Eric = competitive with me, since so few of us sharks in the industry. But shouldn’t that bring us closer? (Rising tide lifts all sharks!)

Big day almost here. Grandma and Mom both called to say everyone back home’s rooting for me. Pressure, but in a good way.

Eric recommended some changes to choreography today. Katy considers Eric “genius,” so took recommendations. Feel my success with old choreography hard won, so am disappointed. This time, Eric didn’t offer any “extra help.”

More dance changes today! Can’t keep up, and Eric can tell. Hate to sound paranoid, but worry that Eric’s trying to sabotage me! Going to have a glass of Shiraz to relax before practicing new moves.

Regret drinking entire bottle of wine last night. Skipped rehearsal, which I realize is not “professional level” behavior, but Eric and his “zero-tolerance policy” can suck it.

Embarrassed by last diary entry. Eric is not sabotaging me. Am letting my insecurities get in way of friendship.

NOPE. ERIC’S DEFINITELY TRYING TO SABOTAGE ME. Super Bowl is tomorrow and he changed dance moves AGAIN. Trying to make a fool of me. Unsure which makes me sadder, potential end of dance career or potential end of friendship.

Super Bowl over. Grandma and Mom called to remind me that my personal best was all they ever asked for. Am laughingstock of Internet. Gained hundreds of Twitter followers, but suspect most are “joke” follows. Katy sweet about it.

Jeremy invited me to have a beer with him and other Surfboard. Frankly, feel that other Surfboard’s kind of a blowhard, so declined.

Got voice mail from Mom this morning asking if I’m considering going back for teaching degree. Said I’m “good with kids” and not end of world that dancing didn’t work out. Ouch.

Jeremy brought over falafel last night and made me forget Super Bowl debacle with impression of Taylor Swift. Didn’t know Jeremy = T.S. fan! Promised I wouldn’t tell Katy. Not that I’ll be working with Katy again anytime soon.

Text from Eric wanting to know how I’m “holding up.” Chose not to say anything, as had nothing nice to say.

Jeremy joining book club! Silver lining of Super Bowl ordeal.

Downloaded application to Columbia Teachers College. Think I could maybe make a difference in lives of youth, plus get mind off Super Bowl. Jeremy, Mom, and Grandma all supportive. Mom asked if Jeremy just a friend or what. Her ideas re male friendship pretty “stone age,” but appreciate her interest.

Feeling O.K. about future. Dance world maybe too toxic for shark like me. Perhaps whole episode not humiliation but wake-up call! Considering move to Austin. ♦

I don't watch football, thought I am a (Chiefs) fan. My girl wanted me to watch the superbowl halftime with her, I thought it would be fun. BTW I was very baked. I thought the giant lion or tiger was cool, but next thing I see are cute dancing sharks and I laughed so hard, I was crying. I want to make one so bad.

Tags for this video have been changed from 'Katy Perry, halftime show, Teenage Dream, chestal area' to 'Katy Perry, halftime show, Teenage Dream' - edited by poolcleaner

Tags for this video have been changed from 'Katy Perry, halftime show, Teenage Dream' to 'Katy Perry, halftime show, Teenage Dream, chestal area' - edited by poolcleaner

Nipplegate 2004.

As American boys were creating 4.5 million orphans in a foreign war fought on a pretext shown to be a lie, American mothers lost their minds when Justin Timberlake exposed Janet Jackson's breast for half a second during the Superbowl halftime.

The FCC received 511 complaints in 2001. In 2004, nearly 1.5 million complaints triggered by Nipplegate forced the FCC to bring the all-powerful broadcasting industry to heel, handing out record fines and ensuring ongoing censorship of 'offensive material' that continues today.

The National Coalition on Television Violence estimates that an American child will witness 8,000 murders and 100,000 acts of violence on television by the time they finish elementary school. But an exposed female nipple...

"It's just not safe for children anymore."

A little background: the Concord Blue Devils is a Drum and Bugle Corps, which is like a marching band for athletes and masochists. They do field show competitions like the halftime marching band shows you've seen at football games, but unlike school marching bands, they have (usually) 64 horns, 24 drums, 24 color guard and an almost militaristic training regimen. They rehearse weekly throughout the year and then train and compete on the road all summer, 7 days a week, 12 hours a day, split between strength, calisthenics, music and marching. That's how they build their discipline and cohesion. I marched with their main competitor in the late 90s.

That's called Loopyball, a regular fixture during halftime of Bundesliga matches and a common sight on mixed-sports events all over the country.

Not recommended if you are susceptible to motion sickness though.

I fully endorse turning Madonna off during the halftime show.

>> ^spoco2:

(I was going to link to a video of Meatloaf performing at our 2011 AFL grand final, because that was actually live and HORRIBLE... but it would seem he's done a good job of having all copies taken down)


Here you go. You werent lying, that is HORRIBLE!

http://rutube.ru/tracks/4868949.html

>> ^Lann:

hehe MIA flipped off the camera @8:19


I wonder how many of the millions watching actually noticed when it happened. And now that the media has latched onto that they'll pound the THINK OF THE CHILDREN, angel into the ground. The hilarity is kids have been flipping off cameras since class pictures were invented.

As far as the show, its probably the best one since the Janet Jackson and nipple gate.

I'm with you man... it was unwatchable...

In reply to this comment by dystopianfuturetoday:
What is this narcissistic nightmare? Why is she famous? She is a mediocre singer, a mediocre dancer, produces mediocre songs and has shown little to no artistic growth for her 30+ year career. And what's with using younger, more interesting acts as fashion accessories? Wouldn't it be more interesting to let MIA, Cee Lo or LMFAO cut loose rather than have to watch Madonna lip sync her way through a late midlife crisis? And, unless you are Snoop Dogg, putting your own name in your own song is just sad.