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Like most teenagers, I sat down this year with my family to watch the Super Bowl. As the game wore on, and woman after woman strutted across the screen in her underwear, I became disgusted at what I saw.
Most of the criticism was entirely predictable. Rush Limbaugh had warmed up the conservative choir before the Super Bowl.
The denizens of the internet will not be denied. When they act as one, they can be the only heckler truly capable of taking the floor away from the act on stage, whatever that act and whatever that stage may be. Whether this is a good thing or a bad thing depends entirely on your point of view.
I am predicting Beyonce will be 2013's woman of the year. Other than beauty and talent, this is a really, really nice girl, a super human being. She works so hard. She always wants to do the right thing. People who interview her come away charmed by her sincerity and her aspirations.
During the halftime show, Beyoncé's wardrobe was armor. When she stepped out into the lion's den of jock culture that is the Super Bowl, she wasn't timid. She stomped her feet and popped her collar, signifying that they'd better watch out.
Generation X, it is time to face the facts: The rest of the world isn't speeding up, you are slowing down. Yelling about it only makes you seem even older than you are. And sometimes a girl who runs the world is just a girl for a new generation.
The national obsession with this three hour on-field battle has long mystified me. I simply don't get it. I care even less about wanting to get it. Thank goodness for the commercials.
With the Super Bowl in full swing, we were all eagerly anticipating the big half-time show! Not only to hear the great singing, but also to see what she would be wearing... I feel fortunate to have known ahead of time that it would be, up and coming designer, Rubin Singer.
Three facts, all interconnected, will prove indisputable on Super Bowl XLVII, aka Beyoncé's largest concert. Beyoncé will break the Internet. Beyoncé will not lip sync. And Beyoncé will deliver the most memorable Super Bowl halftime show we are likely to see in our lifetimes.
Clearly, the most important part of this year's Super Bowl is that Destiny's Child is performing. If Beyoncé is there, then everyone wins. This is a general rule that I think applies to everything.
Beyoncé, mother of all things glorious, including Blue Ivy, will perform a decadent halftime show, perhaps with the aid of her former Destiny's Child band members. What's the official setlist? What is her official plan? Not many know -- except me.
As Super Bowl XLVII approaches, it's the perfect time to consider some strategies from the NFL playbook that might help turn the college-bound journey into a positive one.
New York Times food journalist Mark Bittman asked, "Why Do Stars Think It's OK to Sell Soda?" The question is brilliant, but goes unanswered -- a rhetorical question where perhaps we'd do better than to take the answer for granted.
Is the queen of reinvention done reinventing?
Panic time in Philly? Eagles coach Andy Reid has fired defensive coordinator Juan Castillo. I guess you have to blame the offense's 17 turnovers on somebody.
If you had any doubt that sports and social media go hand in hand, this week's Super Bowl XLVI should have convinced you.
