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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Chant the New "N-Word" with Me? Pretty please?

There’s a dirty bag full of racial invectives that white folks have historically flung to denigrate black people in America, fighting words intended to hurt, words that ignite emotions and reactions, words from which nothing good ever comes, words which should cause one to cover his children’s ears.


But where is that unifying and stirring African-American voice in all of this, willing to scream “No’Bama,” “Hell, No‘Bama!,“ to keeping a narcissistic egoist from ruining any future chance of a black American attaining the highest office in the land?

How can we get thousands of people, of all races, to surround the White House, skooshing our faces through the fence openings, chanting “NoBAMA!!” until the cherry blossoms return to enchant the Washington landscape?

Were I to take a civil disobedience rap, it would probably be a Federal citation for littering, for sailing paper airplanes onto the White Lawn bearing my suggestions to heal the country and economy, cognizant that our FCO (Federal Community Organizer) can read (especially teleprompters) but who has no demonstrable experience or capacity for action while it is Mr. Holder busying himself with my prosecution for “Airborne Assault with Intent to Commit Common Sense.”

The ship of State isn’t listing, but rolled over and headed for Davy Jones’ Locker with its captain lashed to the wheelhouse, getting a facial makeover for television, making sure the megaphone is functional to deliver the message: “The shuffleboard tournament will resume in fifteen minutes once the wind rights the ship, and I intend to speak convincingly enough to create that very salvific breeze.”

Mr. Obama, please quit preening and 3-putting and burning av-gas to fuel your Air Force 1 vacations and simply run an ad for a contractor [Isn’t Donald Trump a licensed contractor?] with leadership and vision to run things for awhile, so the country can heal (while you scrawl meaningless rhetoric on ream after ream of White House stationery) because, after all, what's another $10 Million in your disaster authoring?

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