Beyonce’s salute to the Black Panthers was very cool and visually impressive – respect, for sure.


But instead of giving us more of the same tired trite lines about bling (“I’m so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’) / I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces” … SNORE), she could have said something with a bit more substance.

Perhaps she could have taken a page from Marvin Gaye’s “You’re The Man”

We don’t wanna hear no more lies
About how you planned a compromise
We want our dollar value increased
Employment to rise
The nation’s taxation
Is causin’ all, all this inflation
Don’t give us no V sign
Turn around and rob the people blind
Economics is the issue
Do you have a plan wager?
‘Cause if you’ve got a master plan
Got to vote for you
You’re the man


Now THAT, young lady, is how to communicate a political message without making it all about yourself. We get it – you’re hot and rich.

People always think of Gaye’s sexy stuff, but not enough remember how deeply political – and fucking articulate – the man was.

Political mettle has far more sex appeal than nicely honed glutes, madam.