Concert for NYC

They're showing The Concert for New York City on VH1 and first of all, I thought Springsteen was there, but according to the playlist on Wikipedia, he wasn't.  What the fuck?  How could Bruce not be there?   Didn't we invent him for shit like this?  I know he blew off Live Aid because he hates Africans, but he also hates Americans?  Jesus.  Hey, fuck you too, "Boss"!  You were born to suuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!

Anyway, I just sat though Bon Jovi (I was gonna make a "hadn't NYC's firemen and women been through enough?" joke, but I'm instead taking the high road, in light of today's anniversary) doing that fucking godawful song that was played on the radio about 9000000000 times that summer (no, I'm not implying that's what finally compelled people to fly planes into buildings...although it's definitely under suspicion), the one where he says something about Sinatra so New Jerseyans lose their shit, and at the end I notice he's changing lyrics to, incredibly, send Bin Laden and his pals a message that hey, we don't back down!  Get in our face and we'll mess you up, Jack!!  I'm sure Bin Laden pissed himself with fear when he saw this - oh shit, a gang of midgets from Jersey that apparently includes Glenn Close from Fatal Attraction are looking for a fight!  Oh, shiiiiiit!

And now Mark Wahlberg introduces Jay-Z, who is off to the side trying very hard to look incredibly tough and menacing, by saying  Jay-Z's donating most of his upcoming tour $crillah to the  cause, along with money from him clothing line, which reminded me OF THIS:

What is it with all these rappers coming out with clothing lines? They come in and they’re all supposedly super-tough hoods, getting shot up while knocking heads gang-banging. They tell us how “real!” it is where they are, brag about how hard they are. Then the second they sell 5 albums, it’s all about “please buy my clothes!” I mean, what’s more gay than dudes spending so much time on fashion? How tough can I really think you are if you’re sitting round bragging about your double-popped collared Polos? I’m supposed to be scared of 50 Cent, then I see this shit?












"Oh no, he's got a bat! and a sensible tri-blend windbreaker that's also available in a pastel!!!"

OOOooooooohh,G-Unit! SO scary!! Lemme guess, only $49.99, or $89.99 with bullet holes sewn in?
G-A-Y

And it seems like EVERY SINGLE RAPPER does this. That's a lot of clothing; how the fuck many stone-cold whack street wiggas can there be in the burbs to buy all this stupid shit?