The halftime performance of Katy Perry at the 2015 Super Bowl seemed to be all about choice. While the show was a spectacle on a grand scale, the content was shady. Perry held out foolish choices with eternal consequences on an altar of defiance.
And this isn’t the first time she’s shown a preference for jaw-dropping rebellion. Many will recall her Grammy performance from 2014 where she pole-danced on a witch’s broom as the backdrop to her song “Dark Horse,” with lyrics selling sex and “magic” from which there will be “no going back.”
The Super Bowl gig was just a variance on the same theme with Perry astride a giant robot tiger. “Dark Horse” is a tune not about love or even a hot hook-up. It seems to be invitation to demonic possession, and the halftime theatrics recalled the Apostle Peter’s caution: “Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour ( 1 Peter 5:8).” And sure enough, Perry and the red-eyed beast roared in defiant power. What kind of power, hmmm, do we think she’s offering?
Sexual confusion is a natural companion to spiritual apostasy. Perry proceeded to bend over in some suggestive twerking with Lenny Kravitz and then sang another hit, telling us that she “kissed a girl and liked it.” The lyrics go on to say, “I hope my boyfriend don’t mind it.”
This 2008 song is a prime expose of the lies embedded in the homosexual agenda. Not that Perry leads that effort. Just like her flirtation with Satan, she’s merely joining and providing theme music for a movement that long pre-dates her.
But this song demonstrates where sexual license eventually takes a willing culture, and heterosexuals who experiment with– and like– homosexual behavior is one natural progression. “People can’t be turned ‘gay’!” scream the activists as they pour “LGBT” propaganda into our schools, into movies, into every TV show, into public policy, and into the cooperative courts.
Well, Katy did us a favor, actually, by illustrating that yes, indeed, people who don’t claim to be “born that way” will be experimenting and some will stick with the new preferences they develop. And if that seems like a big “so what?” consider the opposite scenario.
There would be a predictable reaction if a well-known homosexual woman crooned that she had “kissed a boy and liked it” and she “hopes her girlfriend don’t mind it.” If such a song even saw the light of day, it would be instantly labeled bigotry, hate and right-wing extremism. After all, one is never allowed to experiment in that direction. Satan and his mouthpieces will make sure such a notion never gains traction.
Some might even try to pass laws forbidding young people to consider such a “choice.” Oh, wait– that’s already happened.
Recent laws in California and New Jersey forbid teen counseling that offers such a change– yet they still allow teens to declare themselves a gender opposite their biological reality. Lie upon lie upon lie, all called “choice.” It’s part of a bigger lie: tyranny masquerading as freedom.
Banning “change” away from same sex attractions back to natural heterosexual desires is also being considered in Virginia and several other states, but the good news is that many of these newer efforts are dying on the vine. In Oklahoma, there’s even a bill to ban such bans– as people opt for actual freedom and actual choice.
And even Katy Perry seems to like freedom. Or does she?
It’s tragic that a former Christian has left the faith she allegedly once knew to become a glamorous huckster of destruction to her millions of followers. Even her closing song of the evening, “Firework” suggests finding hope not in an eternal Christ before Whom every knee will bow, but in a spark that already exists inside each of us.
While “Firework” seems encouraging taken at face value (and the song is musically very appealing), in the context of Perry’s other messages simply comes off as ultimately godless and pointless. So it’s still all up to me and only me? No help from the any spiritual source?
Just one, perhaps– the one Jesus calls a liar and a thief.
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