Boy, the Grammys were really going for the gold this year, huh?
• Chris Brown is allowed back like the prodigal son even though he beat his girlfriend to a bloody pulp and sent her to the hospital. Because, according to them, they were the “victims”.
• An album entirely dedicated to heartache and cheating wins Album of the Year over an album that discusses socio-political issues and the plight of all those who are bullied for being gay and/or different. Who gives a damn about those gays and bullied kids? We want shit we can cry into our Kleenex about.
• They scramble to make a tribute to Whitney Houston, when in reality, it would have been nice to see them give a shit when she was alive.
Award shows are a fucking joke, but the Grammys are by far the worst of the bunch.
