I save up all my BET watching minutes for one night: the BET Awards. During the telecast, I'm generally underwhelmed and embarrassed for black people. That last part is a lie. Still, the BET Awards is how I up my hater stamina. If I can sit through the entire show and say at least 50 snarky things, then I still deserve the appellation hater. I call the whole process brandishing my hate game.
I live blogged the Awards show. I share it with you this morning. May it momentarily assuage your case of the Mondays.