When Kanye start­ed Kanye’ing after his moth­er died, I would want to hug him and tell him it’s gonna be OK. I would want to reach through my TV when he was act­ing out with unbri­dled arro­gance and ques­tion­able fash­ion choic­es and say, “You are loved. You are tal­ent­ed. You need some time to chan­nel this into cre­ative bril­liance. I believe in you, Kanye.”