#BlackGirlMagic & The Intimidation Of Beyoncé

Beyoncé's #blackgirlmagic makes people mad. No, it doesn't just make them mad... it fills them with rage. Her power intimidates them. It makes them feel inferior

On February 12th, Beyoncé gave one of the most prolific performances of her career at the 2017 Grammy Awards. While pregnant. With twins.  And it still wasn't good enough for some people.

The day after the biggest night in music, I was honestly shocked at some of the comments and statuses that kept popping up on my Facebook newsfeed. Some of them were brash. Some of them were ignorant. Some of them teetered on the brink of being borderline racist.

Some even went as far as denouncing her performance and outfits as "satanic" and "vain."

Yes, her costumes and set design that were inspired by a cluster of goddesses, who have been known throughout history to reflect a woman's power, spirituality and fertility. 

Sure, if you know me, you know I'm one of Queen Bey's biggest stans (aside from Adele), but as much as people probably won't believe, I am capable of setting my bias aside to look at the overall picture. With that, I can also call a spade a spade. 

The real issue is: what is it about a black woman's comfortability and confidence in her own skin, sexuality, and greatness that brings out such hostility in people?  

Just because you don't understand something (and frankly, are too ignorant/lazy/prideful to educate yourself), doesn't make it any less worthy. It doesn't make it any less remarkable and it sure as hell doesn't make it right to demean how much work and artistry went into it.

Even if her music isn't exactly your taste, you still can't deny the power behind the performance.

Beyonce's 2017 Grammy appearance proved and reaffirmed to me that you may never be "good enough" for some people, and that's okay.  Some people will never "get" it and maybe it was never meant for them in the first place.

I say, let her be great. Let women be great. And for the love of everything, let black women be great.

But hey, maybe it's just me.