Good manners suggest that you go home when the host turns out the lights. I’m nothing if not mannerly, so I went to bed when the Superdome blew a fuse. But before they turned the lights out, my list of of worst moments included: Â
1. The 35 minute blackout. This confirmed my belief that New Orleans is a Third World venue. I’m biased because the last time I was there I was accosted by prostitutes even though I was with my wife. Maybe we can have a future Super Bowl in Port Au Prince, Hati.                              Â
2. Anything to do with Ray Lewis and his partner Ego. However, it was fun to watch Ray try to cover Vernon Davis doing a Hunter Hillmeyer imitation. Ray and Randy Moss were  running neck and neck for the “Superstar That Needs To Retire Award”.     Â
3. The Taco Bell commercial “Retirement Home Inmates Eat Late”. First of all, regular consumption of Taco Bell items makes it unlikely you’ll every survive to old age. I hate the glorification of getting old.. It’s life, but it is not cool. Old people are made to look like pets, babies or the handicapped–sweet, but stupid. Demeaning.                Â
4. Beyonce–the worst. An over the top celebration of ego that lasted twice as long as The Rolling Stones. She and Ray Lewis are peas in the same pod (except she didn’t get away with murder). I sure hope my 4 year old granddaughter didn’t watch this half-time family entertainment. She’s way too young to imitate pelvic thrusts. Beyonce’s  performance would be fine for Hooters or your local lap dance emporium–just not America’s most watched TV event where friends and family gather. Too loud. Too bombastic. Too much. Exhibit number 1 for what’s wrong with the Super Bowl and for that matter America.                                                                                                           Â
I suppose the country needs a diversion from its political and economic woes. Rome did the same thing with its gladitorial contests and free food. That turned out to be only temporary.  Â
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