Ain’t nobody perfect
Last night my stepdaughter made me watch Kanye West’s recent video for “Bound 2,” hoping to get me to reconsider my stated fondness for the man and his music. She didn’t quite succeed, because I know Kanye is crazy and nothing that he does really surprises me, but I must admit that the four minutes we spent watching this video were very long minutes — and not just because the internet connection kept hanging up.
“Bound 2” is an exercise in bad taste on a truly monumental scale, one most of us could never conceive of, much less carry out. It is so wrong on so many levels that one scarcely knows where to begin. See for yourself:
Is Yeezy, as the Brits say, taking the piss here? Or is this the beginning of his final, apocalyptic descent into true madness, one that will end with him…I don’t know…setting off a small thermonuclear device at the next VMAs, killing himself, the Kardashians, Taylor Swift, and hopefully Katy Perry? I guess we’ll find out soon enough.
