Here’s the thing. It DOES matter that Christina Aguilera screwed up the National Anthem. It’s a big deal and she’s a disgrace.
Take creative liberties with your own music. Or the music of other artists. Please don’t do it on live television with the song that is the heart and backbone of our nation at the biggest televised event of the year.
I don’t normally jump on the celebrity bandwagon
for me, there’s more to this story.
You’ve seen me post about my friend, John Masson recently. If not, you should visit his site. Or browse through the thousand photos I took. The ten hour event we held in his honor. Look at the smile on his face that never faded. Look at the way he held the gaze of every person who wanted to meet him and shake his hand. The only hand that was spared. And not even his dominant hand.
John was at the Superbowl with his son last night. His wife updated her Facebook with this status:
OK..SO ONE OF JOHNS PET PEEVES IS WHEN SOMEONE DOESNT KNOW THE WORDS TO THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER…HE IMMEDIATELY TEXTED ME AND SAID WAY TO SCREW UP THE SSB 2 SECONDS AFTER SHE GOT DONE.LOL
This man, this family, knows what sacrifice means. They understand the song. They have sacrificed and will continue to sacrifice for everything the Star Spangled Banner stands for.
Yet, instead of someone singing who can comprehend the weight of our National Anthem, we get to listen to what we heard last night? It’s more than her screwing up the words. Her disdain for the importance of the song is indicative of our nation as a whole.
Nope, I do not understand that maybe she got nervous. I call bullshit. Nervous is a man stepping on and IED and instructing his Junior Medic how to bandage his wounds so that he doesn’t die right there. Nervous is wondering if you’re going to see your wife and your children again. Nervous is using the one hand you have left to feel for your other limbs that are obliterated. Nervous is asking God’s forgiveness before you ask for morphine as your body is bleeding uncontrollably.
Christian Aguilera hasn’t done a single thing to deserve my respect or my sympathy.