This has been a perilous year for Justin Bieber, our favorite swaggy little shit. He was snapped sipping some alleged lean; he took heat for tone-deaf comments in the Anne Frank house; he scuffled with the paparazzi; his friends keep getting his car in trouble; he peed in a mop bucket and yelled “fuck Bill Clinton,” for some reason. As his image problems escalate, his career moves toward tipping point: his cute teenage years are nearly at an end, and the Believe era is winding down. What will the future hold for our boy hero?
As former Bieber Desk editor for the Boston Phoenix— and that paper’s gone now, so nobody can call me on that fact– I’m in a unique position to speculate on the exciting year ahead.
January 1st, 2014: At a celeb-packed New Year’s Eve bash, Bieber’s rapidly-melting wax hotpants and “WEED CRIEMS” t-shirt cause media consternation.
January 22nd, 2014: TMZ debuts video of Bieber alone in a vacant lot, prying apart an old air conditioner with a screwdriver, huffing a monster hit of freon, shouting “SWAG” in an unnaturally deep voice and passing out in a fit of chopped-and-screwed giggles.
February 8th, 2014: Bieber sparks a nationwide debate on the ethics of tabloid culture when he lays a brick on the accelerator of his Ferrari and sends it careening into a crowd of paparazzi.
March 4th, 2014: Bieber’s wild birthday celebration draws controversy as TMZ reveals blurry photos of the 20-year-old heartthrob smoking a white substance out of what appears to be his still-attached house arrest ankle bracelet.
April 2nd, 2014: Animal lovers are outraged when Bieber abandons Kansas Rudy, his 750lb pet tapir, at the Brussels airport.
April 16th, 2014: Worried speculation runs rampant after Bieber is photographed with his Zubas front-sagged low enough to reveal what is maaaaybe the topmost crook of a pube swastika peeking out.
May 1st, 2014: Bieber debuts his new single, “P***y Murder Dracula.” Despite widespread critical acclaim, some parents worry that its salty language may be inappropriate for a teen audience.
May 18th, 2014: A concert in Iowa is cancelled after candid footage reveals Bieber calling Ann Landers “a boring old biddy.”
June 1st, 2014: TMZ releases paparazzi footage of Bieber sitting in his Ferrari, laboriously eating an entire kilogram of weed with a comically oversized cereal spoon. Parents register concern.
June 12th, 2014: Finger-wagging pundits accuse Bieber of disrespect after he wears a knee-length t-shirt emblazoned with a huge urinal and the words “PISS BOY” to a private dinner with the Obama family.
July 3rd, 2014: A shirtless Rolling Stone cover shoot reveals Bieber’s new chest tattoo: a large portrait of Anton LaVey bordered by a wreath of interlocked pentagrams, serpents and upside-down crosses. Christian fans are vexed.
August 9th, 2014: Mixed critical reaction greets a guest verse on an A$AP Rocky mixtape in which Bieber’s rap alter ego, Shawty Mane, makes a jarring transition into frequent and unabashed N-bomb deployment.
September 8th, 2014: A half-aroused Bieber shows up at the 2013 MTV Video Music Awards wearing only a black tank top and purple Supra high tops. Stammering red carpet interviewers pretend not to notice. Producers scramble to film him only from the waist up.
September 11th, 2014: Cell phone footage emerges of Bieber laughingly attempting to arc his pee upward onto a half-staff American flag outside Yankee Stadium. Public outrage follows, even though his whiz stream only barely manages to wing the bottom of it.
October 26th, 2014: Troubling video footage on TMZ seems to depict Bieber wearing a Heaven’s Gate jumpsuit, “Away Team” armband and clean Nike Decades, snorting a line of Flavor Ade off a bronze bust of L. Ron Hubbard. A confused America is unsure how to respond.
November 7th, 2014: Bieber gets a daring new haircut: shaved on the sides, bowl cut parted in the middle, gelled down heavily.
December 31st, 2014: Bieber tweets that he’ll be enjoying a “quiet night with friends” on New Year’s Eve. The wholesomeness is undercut by the attached Instagram selfie of Bieber sharing a styrofoam lean toast with Dzokhar Tsarnaev inside the DC Holocaust Museum.
Thanks to my friend Jeb Lund for joke assistance.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on July 12, 2013