Miley Cyrus spent 10 minutes of your life you’re never going to get back screeching down a mic while revealing herself as a furry. It was basically a reductive imitation of what her peers had done before…. except devoid of the entertainment value and charisma. It was basically entirely forgettable. At least, you went to the happy place in your head and made yourself forget because the Fremdschämen was too much to tolerate (judging by the reaction from the media and her own peers).
It’s moot, though, since she’s touching the crotch of a married man old enough to be her father, on her own father’s birthday, while gyrating in panties and sticking out her nasty, milky tonge because the Rebel Without a Cause worksheet said she had to do at least one. And we’ve all deduced from that she’s incapable of feeling shame. I don’t mean, like, ‘slut shame,’ like regular ol’ shame. Whatever she was trying really hard to do at the awards failed, though. She was probably trying to get a rise out of Robin Thicke’s wife, Paula Patton, whose last queef had more class than that whole VMAs farce.
According to TMZ, Paula knew exactly what was going to happen because of the amount of rehearsals that go into the VMAs and it’s obviously all staged. She did not go ‘ballistic’ as some reports suggested. Also not caring is Thicke’s mother, who told Miley to have a seat the way only a mother can. ‘I don’t understand what Miley Cyrus is trying to do,’ said Thicke’s mother, Gloria. ‘I think she’s misbegotten in this attempt of hers. And I think it was not beneficial. I didn’t get what her point was. It was so over the top as to almost be a parody of itself.’