For years, the Grammy Awards featured the standing President and/or First Mooch as part of the televised coverage of their awards to music's so-called "finest".
Queerly, such was not the case this year when a Republican was in the White House.
Instead, the awards show of hate music decided to reach out to a woman who institutionalized an attack force on her husband's rape and philandering bed mates and who had a chance to dump a harasser who was on her own 2016 election staff. She retained him. She has hunted women. She's insulted them. And then she rose from her broom to the position of Secretary of State and then violated numerous federal laws by doing official business on a personal server passing thousands of classified documents from here to there via that server and whose server had been hacked. Navy sailors have paid a price for doing a billionth of what she has gotten away with in national security compromises.
And yet, she is featured insulting the current President - a man who had no chance to win - but who managed to do so by using his intelligence to go for her soft underbelly and he harpooned the hag into a loss.
So now the Grammys are merely a Rap Music Award program (save for Bruno Mars still living) and who pandered to women but only gave one award to one. And then they bring out a proven liar and deceiver and woman hater (except when she laps at Huma's huma).
What an absolutely disgusting conduct reading from a fact free book as if it were the gospel - this is typical Clinton conduct and typical of the old media which is nothing more than a collusion of the Democrats and America hating.
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You just knew that if Beyonce didn't win best record for her so-called album called "squeezed lemons", that the reason would be that she was a shade of black too dark and that the Grammy's were just another organization run by old white men who value the piggery of Adelle over someone with actual skin pigment.
Beyonce has never been about music - she is always about rolling on the ground like a cat in heat using her abundant breasts and robust pelvis to do what her voice can't do - become somebody.
Apparently the Grammy's have no problem with fat white women who milk songs on an album for years in order to get an award. But Adelle doesn't roll around on the ground (likely because it would take a crane to pick her up). Adelle is a special kind of white - the English kind - as opposed to the dead common southern kind of white that sings about trailer parks, old boyfriends, and cleaning dirty underwear.
Beyonce has crafted her image of sluttiness like few have - she exploited her pregger status on the awards show in a disgusting and shocking way with her baby belly prominently displayed in ways that a woman of character would never resort to.
But this is Beyonce. And she has no character.
If the song she sang while uplifting her baby sack in a chair (that unfortunately didn't fall over) was any indication of her output from squeezing lemons, then she shouldn't have even got an invitation.
Cats shrieking is not music.
And neither is a dog hit by a car.
I have no use for Miss Piggy Adelle - I loathe her kind of business where she does as little as possible to craft a song and then milks it for years. And then every fourth year or so, she puts out another album with two songs that get milked for the next four years. She's the most disgusting kind of artist who has precious little actual talent and exploits it all with songs that have five catchy words strung together.
Meanwhile the real talented artists all happen to be gay and male and never get a Grammy award.
So stuff the black outrage.
Go after the Grammy's because they are anti-gay.
And no, Sam Smith is not an artist. He can't sing. And his gayness is almost laughable. He's an insult to the gay music industry where we have Troye Sivan, Years and Years, Sam Tsui, Brandon Stansell, and Matt Alber who actually produce quality material without whoring themselves out.
Beyonce has never been about music - she is always about rolling on the ground like a cat in heat using her abundant breasts and robust pelvis to do what her voice can't do - become somebody.
Apparently the Grammy's have no problem with fat white women who milk songs on an album for years in order to get an award. But Adelle doesn't roll around on the ground (likely because it would take a crane to pick her up). Adelle is a special kind of white - the English kind - as opposed to the dead common southern kind of white that sings about trailer parks, old boyfriends, and cleaning dirty underwear.
Beyonce has crafted her image of sluttiness like few have - she exploited her pregger status on the awards show in a disgusting and shocking way with her baby belly prominently displayed in ways that a woman of character would never resort to.
But this is Beyonce. And she has no character.
If the song she sang while uplifting her baby sack in a chair (that unfortunately didn't fall over) was any indication of her output from squeezing lemons, then she shouldn't have even got an invitation.
Cats shrieking is not music.
And neither is a dog hit by a car.
I have no use for Miss Piggy Adelle - I loathe her kind of business where she does as little as possible to craft a song and then milks it for years. And then every fourth year or so, she puts out another album with two songs that get milked for the next four years. She's the most disgusting kind of artist who has precious little actual talent and exploits it all with songs that have five catchy words strung together.
Meanwhile the real talented artists all happen to be gay and male and never get a Grammy award.
So stuff the black outrage.
Go after the Grammy's because they are anti-gay.
And no, Sam Smith is not an artist. He can't sing. And his gayness is almost laughable. He's an insult to the gay music industry where we have Troye Sivan, Years and Years, Sam Tsui, Brandon Stansell, and Matt Alber who actually produce quality material without whoring themselves out.
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