A wrap-up of every year of this decade!
2010
Haiti wouldn’t let Kanye West on its earthquake telethon. The Deepwater Oil Horizon platform disaster reminded everyone of Kanye West’s critical remarks on George W Bush. Nude Green Leaves and Bust, a painting by Pablo Picasso, sold for $106.500003 million more than the greatest piece of art made in the calendar year (perhaps of all-time?), My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, which would eventually sell for $2.99 on Amazon.com. A creepy dude with the screen name Wikileaks leaked over 90,000 classified documents about the ramp up to America’s war in Afghanistan. This action spurred Kanye West to begin a similar leak campaign, dubbed G.O.O.D. Fridays. Kanye West subverted the “Uncle Tom” trope by making an obeisant performance on the behest of a white lady. Shouting out the “the douchebags,” his performance on a popular American music television awards show overshadowed the faux-Depression-era performance of the aforementioned white lady since many people this year actually lived in a Depression-era era. No make-up/oxidized six strings needed. Media impresario Kanye West was given free reign over 23% of still-kind-of-relevant hip-hop magazine XXL. Pre-acclaimed film maker Kanye West screened an extended proto-tainment pitch for the most anticipated album of all-time. A clean version of the most anticipated album of all time leaked to the Internet, thereby causing a mini-riot on Twitter’s trending topics chart. The American public went largely ignorant of the mindshare tremor, showing again that it’s mostly still dorks that care about Twitter/”the Internet.” A for real version of the most anticipated album of all-time leaked. To slightly less notice. A former President, a widely-acknowledged failure in some sectors, claimed his greatest professional disappointment was being put down by the Greatest Artist of the Generation, which makes a lot of sense until you consider the former President’s general lack of support for the arts. The Internet was once again set figuratively aflame when apparent taste-leaders Pitchfork gave a perfect rating to (naturally, see the very next words in this sentence) the most anticipated and generally greatest album of the decade. The “rest of the world” seemed not to notice, at least not its friends on Facebook (the ones for whom that their only website, i.e., genus non bloggicus). Kanye West and Matt Lauer engaged in a heated debate over the validity of showing clips of one’s embarrassing past behavior in a live interview context. Mothers all over the country called their children and asked, “What is that Kanye West’s problem?” all over again. The Greatest Album of All Time was finally released and feted by an exclusive community of upper class whites in New York City. On Thanksgiving, the Man of the Decade ofc. made an appearance at the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. He later tweeted, “: )” to wish well-being, peace, and contentment to all the world, or his 1.69 million “Twitter” followers. Either way, he made a message of global importance.