THE 2009 BET AWARDS/A Black On Black Crying Shame Part 3

…previously on A BLACK ON BLACK CRYING SHAME

Had it been “business as usual” over at the House That Bobcat Bob Built, they would have put out yet another in a long line of inferiour product, the majority would have loved them for it, “uppity” Negroes, like yours truly, would have either ignored the mess outright or watched it, bitched about the New Jack Coonery, turned away from the channel until the next year, rinse and repeat. It would have been just another day in Complacency City.

Then B.E.T. took it upon themselves to be the vanguard:

Producers of the annual awards show — which recognizes the best in music, acting and sports — say they scrapped their plans and revamped the show to meet the moment.

“It’s a total overhaul. Luckily we have enough time to do that.”–Chairwoman Debra L. Lee

You scrapped your original plans FOR THAT? Debra Lee would have you believe that what unfolded was a overhaul, I’m telling you that it was a mindf*ck with no Vaseline. The news reports would have you believe that this was a wondrous event that was capped off by Janet Jackson’s surprise appearance at the end of the show. She had the double misfortune to have to come in after the Lil’ Wayne & Drake w/The Pre-Teen Video Hoes Tribute To R. Kelly’s Digital Piss set and tell the audience that her family appreciates the love and support that they’ve given them. S*it, had somebody threw an explosion of projectile turdfest like that for anybody I loved, I would have shot somebody. I was embarrassed that Janet had to walk in on that bulls*it and everybody at B.E.T. should have been, too.

Look, I don’t want to hear the same old excuses that we’ve all come to loathe from the kinfolx who will defend anything that is black owned and/or black operated. It doesn’t hold water in this case because Debra Lee and her punk posse brought this one on themselves. Had B.E.T. not said a mumbling word about turning their annual visual and oraltory halitosis into a “tribute” that was spottier than discharge, then we would all have wiped our collective arse of this stankonia.

Where was I? Oh, yeah…If you take out the New Edition thrown together tribute (the only thing that I can admit felt like it was put together at the last minute…boy it sure looked and sounded like it), Ne-Yo tribute, the Ciara tribute (bless her heart), that thing that Keri Hilston did (bless her heart and pour holy water all over the sucka), the O’Jays back down memory lane story about MJ and the Ne-Yo/Jamie Foxx, you got about three hours LEFT! And that was filled with n*ggas doing what they do best at the BET Awards with the occassional “we love you Mike Jackson” or “Peace out to the King Of Pop!” and previews of TINY & TOYA

I’m sorry, I forgot, there was one other “authentic” Jackson tribute:

That’s right, Beyonce used the same strobelight MJ used in his famous ROCK WITH YOU video. I never heard the dude sing AVE MARIA or wear a see through tu-tu. I know the King Of Pop could be eccentric, but I do believe that even he had his limits.

The bottom line is that B.E.T (or Viacom, the people who really own the network. If you believed that black folks really owned that mess, then you probably believe that P. Diddy owns an Music empire. Keep dreaming, Cassie) in a mad rush to be THE FIRST to pay homage to Michael Jackson made a big stank mess of things.

In a lucky arse fluke, the mainstream media all piggy backed on one another and just showed what they thought was worth it to them from (Jamie acitng a damn fool, Janet’s appearance) and ignored the rest. Unless somebody gets shot or run over by Suge Knight, nobody except dumb assed black folks, like me, some Latinos and maybe a few Japanese peeps who’re down is going to sit through almost 4 hours anything on BET. Then we’re going to go to FACEBOOK, TWITTER, MYSPACE (ha! just joking!) or their BLOG (every black person will have two of these bi*ches each by the middle of the next decade. True Story…not really) and rip the holy hell out the show with the occasional big city enterainment dude picking up on the loud bi*ching and moaning (louder and bi*chier than the norm) coming from the hood. This will go on for a minute and folks will, eventually move on to something else to go off on:

Like Tiny & Toya.

Up Next, THE CONCLUSION…FINALLY!