Three Things I Learned From My Cousin Beyoncé This Weekend

Three Things I Learned From My Cousin Beyoncé This Weekend


My wife and I watched Homecoming on Netflix this weekend. For those of you who live on the other side of the world or are reading this a thousand years in the future, Homecoming is a documentary that Beyoncé made about her shows at Coachella last year.

Here are three things I learned.

  1. Teamwork is essential. No one, even Beyoncé, can accomplish anything worth doing alone. Grab your friends and family. Grab your tribe. Ask for help. Demand support. Dance together. Work together. Play together. Be together, together. It’s better than the alternative.
  2. Hard work is essential. Nothing worth doing is easy. That doesn’t mean it can’t be fun. Hard work can be enjoyable but it’s hard.
  3. Self-care is essential. If you want to do something amazing you have to take care of yourself as you work hard with your team.

Another big impression is that Beyoncé is incredibly gifted and she works harder than everyone else. She is a total badass.

“Joseph Broussard dit Beausoleil in Acadia”. Oils on canvas, 30″ by 42″, 2009. An original artwork depicting the revolutionary Acadian leader in Canada on the eve of his life long struggle for the Acadian people which ultimately lead him to southern Louisiana as the leader of the first group of Acadians to that area.

By the way, Beyonce is part Acadian. Her mother is descended from Acadian and Cajun leader Joseph Broussard (1702-1765). His wife was a Thibideau so I know I’m related to Beyoncé by marriage at the very least. My brother assures me that there’s probably a more direct connection. There were less than 10,000 people on Acadia when Broussard was born and the first Sylvain arrived a few generations before so it’s likely that Bey and me are cousins.

Let’s just say we are and move on. I mean, I can see the resemblance.

(I hope that when I’m in my late 30s (and have delivered twins via C-section less than a year before) I can look as good as Beyonce does after dancing and singing non-stop for two hours.)

PS. I have to admit that as an older white guy I have no idea what she’s singing about most of the time. I don’t understand the meaning of the lyrics. Like when she says “I took the top off the Maybach, bitch,” I don’t have any idea what that means. I know that the Maybach is an expensive car but that doesn’t make anything clearer. I don’t think I need to understand but I feel like I need to admit that.

PSS. The contrast between B’s strong, implicit message (of female, African-American and just plain human empowerment) and some of her regressive and aggressive lyrics and presentation is confusing. Does it strike anyone else as troubling or odd? I don’t see anyone talking about that and I certainly don’t feel like I’m in any position to do it. Let me know if anyone has examined this because I’d like to read about it.

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