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Kendrick Lamar’s halftime show was terrible (for various reasons but let’s start with the low fruit)— 98% of people couldn’t understand him. Whether it was the microphone quality, his delivery, or a deliberate artistic choice, the result was a performance that left many confused. Sure there are also many people who listen to Kendrick’s music and knew what was being said based off previous listening, but that group feels to be pretty small in comparison. To most it was utter confusion. And that confusion wasn’t just limited to the music. The imagery, the messaging, and the cultural impact all seemed designed to spark controversy rather than celebration.


Immediately after the performance, the conversation wasn’t about the music or Kendrick’s artistry. It turned racial and political almost instantly. And when there was a portion of people who praised the artistry, they still followed up their praise with shots fired in the direction of those who disagreed with their opinion— so strange how predictable it became during nearly every positive review of the performance. Even the endless posts celebrating the “5th Black QB” in the Super Bowl. While representation matters, treating black athletes as if they are overcoming some inherent disadvantage is counterproductive. It reinforces the idea that black success is some sort of anomaly rather than a normal reality. Why not just celebrate them as great quarterbacks, period?


And then there was Serena Williams’ crip-walking on stage. This moment was bizarre for several reasons. Some saw it as a troll move because of her history with Drake. I personally didn’t even notice it was her. Others however pointed out the tragic reality that her half-sister (not Venus) was killed by a Crip, making the dance choice feel in poor taste at best. My thoughts, maybe she was just having fun. Crip-walking is an amazing dance, and I personally love doing it. Regardless, it was still a pretty interesting moment.


**((Even as I write this, I have to ask myself—why do I even care about analyzing this? Am I too being manipulated on some level? It’s as if I’m being forced to pick a side.. was the performance amazing or awful? There can be no in between! Pretty interesting how quickly this performance turned into an us vs. them type of energy))**

Let’s take the hot take a bit further though.


The Kendrick vs. Drake beef was manufactured because mainstream hip hop was seconds away from death. The music industry thrives on controversy and conflict, and with mainstream hip-hop losing influence, they likely saw this feud as a way to reignite engagement. It’s crazy because society was just starting to realize the negative impacts of sex, money, drugs, messaging in music… then all of sudden this beef came out of nowhere as if a red panic button was pushed by the music industry. (On a side note, I believe Kendrick has been portrayed as being anti-industry, as a conscious rapper, a man of the people. But I think that’s manufactured too. And just because I think that doesn’t mean I’m team Drake; it’s crazy that people have to choose one or the other, I dislike them both equally lol). Even the“record-breaking” halftime viewership stat feels made up—just like the fabricated numbers in 1984. These artificial numbers are just a a way of shaping public perception and Kendrick himself feels like a pawn in something bigger.


Even his song “They Not Like Us” plays into a “Us vs. Them ” mentality—one of the oldest psychological tricks in the book. It’s a classic divide-and-conquer strategy used by authoritarians to divide and control mass populations by creating artificial separation between groups of people.


Then there’s the imagery. Some dismissed it as just a “PS4 controller” theme, but others (those who investigate occult imagery in entertainment) noticed something more. The triangle was upside down—a small but significant deviation. Later, when SZA appeared inside the upside-down triangle, it was also surrounded by a square, and it formed a Freemason apron, a well-documented occult symbol. Now, is this proof of some deeper agenda? No. But is it far-fetched to think that the entertainment industry, which has long played with esoteric (specialized knowledge) imagery, would incorporate these elements on purpose? Also no.



The similarities between these two pictures is pretty interesting.
The similarities between these two pictures is pretty interesting.

Perhaps the most unsettling thing about the entire performance was Kendrick himself. A performer on the world’s biggest stage should exude energy, excitement, joy—but Kendrick looked lifeless. Robotic. A puppet. The only real smile he cracked was a devious one, tied to the manufactured beef with Drake (and even that smile looked fake to me). Not once did he display pure joy for the music, the moment, or the audience. It was as if he was going through the motions, a cog in the industry machine, designed to distract, divide, and manipulate.


At the end of the day, it’s not just about the show itself but the aftermath. The performance, the race-baiting, the industry drama—it all feels engineered to create division. And if we’re not careful, we’ll fall right into the trap.


But we don’t have to.


We can choose to reject the narratives being pushed on us (which I think most of society has done), call out the manufactured outrage, and focus on what really matters—loving one another.


Let’s not allow these false divisions to take root. Let love win.

So fatherhood is about 3 months away for me. I'm definitely excited, but at the same time, I'm not really sure what to expect. That mix of uncertainty and excitement with impending fatherhood coming into my life is a brand new emotion for me. I'm frequently receiving comments when I tell people I'm going to have a baby. Things like, your life will never be the same, you will be sleep-deprived, good luck. haha. I think it's wonderful that so many people can be humorous but also real with me about what to expect.

When it comes to embracing the unknown, there are equal parts of excitement and uncertainty that continue to pour into my daily thoughts. On one hand, I can't wait to teach my daughter about the world around us, how to play softball, and how to treat people right. On the other hand, I gotta keep this human being alive! That is absolutely crazy to think about! Now that that seriousness has been thrown out there, we can tone it down to less serious, but still important things. Like how do I make sure she is instilled with a sense of work ethic, self-discipline, respect for self and others, etc? Especially when these are things that I myself am still working on day in and day out. I'm sure it won't be easy, but it is a task that I'm fully ready for. As I anticipate this life-altering experience, I do my best to simply make sure I am a good person to look up to. I'm aware that children look up to their parents as superheroes, and I'm hoping that I can meet her expectations. And I'm also not entirely excited about the day she finds out I'm only human. But again, these are all unknowns, and ones that I'm embracing as I prepare for her arrival.

Receiving humorous comments about fatherhood are things I sincerely appreciate about the people around me. And I've also come to realize that many of these comments are funny because they are true! That being said, I don't really know how to prepare for being sleep-deprived. But I used to play video games until 4 am in high school and I may have pulled a couple of Adderall all-nighters (not proud of it) during college, so hopefully I've had a little bit of training in this department. Regardless, the comments from all the well-wishers are something I hold near and dear to my heart. I realize that they are funny jokes which are based in reality, but overall I understand that my friends and family are supportive of my upcoming journey and that means so much to me.

Speaking of the upcoming journey, there is ultimately only one thing I can do: embrace it. I know I will have a support system during this transition, and that's something that I'm so grateful for. They say it takes a village, and there is no shortage of that in my life! Along with those around me, my inner self is learning to embrace the sense of responsibility and sense of love for this child. It's so strange because I haven't even met her yet! And while I'm preparing for the challenges of fatherhood, I'm also looking forward to the joys that it will bring.

For me and for anyone who is anticipating becoming a father, I think we can agree that there is a mix of emotions from excitement to uncertainty and plenty of comments from well-wishers that also provide insight into the humorous realities that are on the horizon. But ultimately, it comes down to embracing the unknown, adapting to change, and cherishing this transformational experience.

I just got done watching the Untold documentary on Netflix about the company AND1, and I learned so much about Street Ball that I didn't know. For example, I learned where the heck it went. haha. Either way, this post isn't so much about that company, because you can just watch the documentary. But this is about my experience as a youngster, growing up during the rise and fall of street ball.


Now I don't remember the exact year for everything. But I can tell you, I don't think I ever had a dream to play in the NBA. I wanted to play in the MLB and NFL, but as far as my third favorite sport went, I wanted to play Street Ball. It was so awesome. The dribbling tricks and the way guys would just make their opponent look completely lost, it was hilarious yet magical. All of my friends would do (attempt) tricks that we had seen the legends do. Hot Sauce was incredible. But they were all incredible. It was so fun! The way they would put the ball in their shirt and spin it in a circle. The no look alley oops. The way they would throw the ball off the persons head or between their legs. The fake passes, the trickery, its hard to use any other phrase other than, poetry in motion. Thats exactly what it was. It was some form of art combined with basketball and those were some of my basketball heroes before I got interested in the NBA.



At some point, NBA Street was released on PlayStation and all of a sudden I was actually able to do all the moves that I had seen them do. Off the Heezy! (That's the bounce off the opponents head btw) Man it was a blast! You would get style points and it was all about how many awesome tricks you could do. Yeah, I'm just reminiscing right now. Either way, it's crazy to me that it just sort of disappeared.


I do recall the Slam Dunk contest that Vince Carter participated in. It was the most incredible display of dunking I (and anybody) had ever seen. I did not know he was wearing AND1 shoes though! Pretty cool. Then I do remember that commercial that Nike did. Where they showed how hip-hop they were and how they associated their brand with Street Ball. It was definitely a dope commercial with a cool beat that was created by bouncing a basketball. It was creative! But I had no idea that that was essentially what crushed AND1 the company.


Now as I grew older, I didn't put much thought into why Street Ball was no longer mainstream. But I continued going to basketball courts, playing pick up, and just playing literal street ball. That was where I had the most fun with a basketball. I never really did organized basketball. I didn't really run plays, set picks, do rolls, none of that. I just did fake passes, tried to break ankles, and make shots that looked majestic. Granted, I wasn't able to execute a lot of the incredible tricks they could do. But I had still had countless moments of joy playing. "The Professor" seems like one of the few basketball players that was really able to train himself to be as good (and in many ways better) than the original legends.


I never realized just how much of an influence Street Ball had on me until now, but it definitely did. And I'm glad I watched that documentary. Because it was a reminder of MY hoop dreams. To be someone that could make the crowd “ooooo” and “ahhhhh.” Someone would ask me if I played sports and I'd say I play football, baseball, and basketball. But when they asked if I played on a team I said, "yes but not for basketball. For that I play Street Ball." I can't make this shit up!


Leave a comment if we've ever played basketball together, and tell me your favorite move. Mine, is the mid range FLOATERRR... and SWISH!!


Billy


Here a video of The Professor back in the day: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vglS7j0c4To



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