And every once in a while I'll take a position that I realize is risky.

Even while I'm saying it out loud on camera, I am conscious of the fact that I may well come to regret having said what I'm saying.

You might argue that it makes me imprudent and reckless to say something publicly that I know I might

soon wish I didn't say or you might argue that it makes me courageous. At

least I'll try to argue the latter case but the former is probably more true

most of the time. That took courage my friend. By the way, the problem with venturing out onto a precarious limb, of course, is that the limb might

snap and send you hurtling down to the forest floor. And that is what happened to me after I publicly

stated a few weeks ago that Beyonce's new country song wasn't that bad.

Well, there's your problem right there.

I didn't say that it was good objectively. I didn't say that I would be putting it on my

Spotify playlist. I just said it wasn't terrible. It was catchy, it was kind of not offer. It wasn't much of a

ringing endorsement, but it was the closest thing to an endorsement that I've ever given Beyonce.

And so it was inevitable that I would live to rue the day that I vaguely praised one of her songs sort of and in fact

She's made me regret it multiple times in the intervening weeks, but the real catastrophe struck when Beyonce released her new country album

And one of the other songs on that album and it's

Beyonce's rendition of the classic Dolly Parton hit Jolene. If you're a

red-blooded American then you are well familiar with the original song. It is

Dolly's mournful plea to the woman

Jolene who is trying to steal her man.

No beauty is beyond compare with flaming locks of open hair with every skin and eyes of emerald green.

Your smile is like a breath of spring.

Your voice is soft like summer rain

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