Thoughts on the Superbowl (which have nothing to do with football)

Everyone who knows me knows full well that I am not interested in the SuperBowl outside of the food, beer and good commercials. Now that we've gotten that cleared up, let's move on.

I was listening to the TV this morning as they discussed the SuperBowl at length....the commercials, the performances, and of course the NATIONAL ANTHEM. After I saw Christina mess up the lyrics, I instantly pitied her. And I sort of wanted to change the channel. It's exactly what I used to do every time things went awry on Three's Company. The awkwardness would overtake my very body and I couldn't continue on with my life.

Anyhow, they were rambling on about how she messed it up, she didn't sing it well, and ALSO, something was wrong with Fergie's microphone, don't you bet THAT guy got fired...blah blah blah. It occurred to me that nobody has an ounce of grace in this country anymore. So she forgot the words? So what. It stinks for her, but to take up arms about it and to call her names and say it's an 'abomination'? Ridiculous. So Fergie's microphone didn't work. SO WHAT. There are humans running the microphones and humans MAKE MISTAKES.

It isn't any wonder our courts are overloaded with ridiculous court cases and ambulance chasers. Our young girls are starving themselves in pursuit of 'perfection'. Suicides are on the rise with students who can't take the pressure. Andn then there's my own stupid depression over an extra ten (or twenty) pounds.

We're obsessed with perfection. And we delight in the misfortune of others (myself, sadly, included). It would be refreshing, one day, to hear someone on TV say, "too bad she made a mistake. That's pretty embarassing, but it happens to the best of us. In OTHER news...."