Complex did the same thing:
Justin Timberlake isn't the sharpest tool in the shed. This is just common knowledge—something the pop star doesn't have. Because if he did have it, he wouldn't have signed off on the atrocity of a music video that popped up online early Thursday. In it, Justin is shown sitting in front of a plethora of glitchy televisions, watching screens that show coverage of the #MeToo movement, Harvey Weinstein, Trump, and police brutality.
Wait, what?
What does a song ostensibly about sex, with some shallow lyrics about the end of the world, have to do with extremely necessary movements sweeping across the nation? The most sense I can make of this, is this is Justin's attempt to reconnect with his old friend, relevancy.
Like the video concludes, it's all about him—his survival. And as a white male in a society ruled by white males, it makes zero sense that he should be the survivor, albeit alongside a bunch of racially ambiguous kids and a Latina actress, Eiza Gonzalez. Kudos, I guess.
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they are tossing his wig around like a rag doll, whew