BAD BUNNY DOES NOT REPRESENT HISPANIC CATHOLIC CULTURE

Hello Catholic Warriors in Christ,

As a former law enforcement officer turned Catholic evangelist, I rarely turn on the TV these days, but the Super Bowl is one of those rare exceptions. Why? Because it’s more than a football game—it’s a massive cultural event that reveals the soul of America. The next day at the gym, the coffee shop, or even with strangers, everyone’s talking about the plays, the ads, and yes, that halftime spectacle.

And that’s exactly why we can’t ignore what happened last night at Super Bowl LX. The halftime show featuring Bad Bunny wasn’t just entertainment; it was a blatant assault on decency, modesty, and authentic Catholic values.

Thank God many American parents don’t speak Spanish, because if they understood the lyrics this reggaeton star was pumping out to 100 million viewers, they’d be horrified. This wasn’t PG-13. It wasn’t even R-rated. It was straight-up pornographic in spirit—filth wrapped in catchy beats. Bad Bunny has built an empire reducing women to sexual objects, glorifying degradation, and peddling misogyny as some kind of “liberation.” And somehow, because he waves the flag of progressive “activism,” the culture gives him a free pass.

The crotch-grabbing, the twerking, the hyper-sexualized dancing—it didn’t hide the message; it screamed it. This wasn’t art. This was public immorality on steroids.

Now, the NFL decided this is the version of “Hispanic culture” they wanted to showcase to the world. Really? Reggaeton’s degenerate offshoot is supposed to represent Latinos? Tell that to the millions of Hispanic Catholics in this country whose families are shaped by the Blessed Virgin Mary, the sacraments, and centuries of rich Catholic tradition. Authentic Hispanic culture gave us Our Lady of Guadalupe, the Cristero martyrs, and vibrant family-centered faith—not this sewer sludge.

And then the secular media piled on with pure gaslighting. The Washington Post—longtime enemy of Christian morality—actually called this display “wholesome” and full of “traditional family values.” Are you kidding me? That’s not just wrong; it’s diabolical. They’re trying to redefine virtue until the word means nothing, so that vice can parade unchallenged.

Plenty of faithful Hispanics immediately pushed back online and in conversations, saying loud and clear: “This does NOT represent us.” Yet some lukewarm Catholics rushed to defend it, claiming it was “cultural pride” or dismissing critics as uptight prudes. Brothers and sisters, calling out grave sin isn’t prudishness—it’s spiritual warfare. We’re called to protect our children’s souls, to teach them to love what is pure and reject what drags souls to hell, no matter how popular it is.

Let me be crystal clear: we’re not here to manufacture outrage. We’re here to fight for souls. Events like the Super Bowl halftime don’t just reflect the culture—they shape it. They catechize the masses, forming consciences for good or for evil. When the NFL platforms explicit immorality in front of families, it’s not neutral. It’s an attack on the domestic church—the family.

We need to pray, fast, and demand better. Roger Goodell and the NFL brass need to hear from us: enough with the soft pornography and cultural betrayal. Choose performers who respect the dignity of the human person, the family, and the millions of faithful viewers who make this event possible.

Stand firm, Catholic family. Put on the armor of God. The culture war is real, and souls are on the line.

In Christ and Our Lady of Guadalupe, Jesse Romero