I missed my weights class at the gym for going on three weeks now, so I absolutely must go. To fill the time until my triumphant and sweaty return, a rancid little bonbon for you to sniff and discuss the following: Racism is or is not a factor in this year’s campaign. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you…Craig R. Smith:
If Barack Obama is to become our 44th president, it will be heralded as a moment of historic significance unlike any other. However, I think many are missing the real reason why.
It’s because Barack Obama will be our first hip-hop president.
I can only imagine how the world will embrace the leader of the free world when he introduces other foreign leaders with, “give it up for my man Vladimir.” Giving “props” for joining us in a treaty. Or the first lady Michelle talking about “my man” the “daddy of my babies” when referring to the president. That should go over well everywhere from 10 Downing Street right on down to the streets of the Middle East.
Does it get better? Oh yes it does:
I can see it now. Air Force One decked out with “22s” and spinners. Maybe even a set of hydraulics. Watching the hip-hop president in the Oval Office with his baseball cap on backward coping a gansta lean in the big chair. Should be really pimp, don’t you think? Cool man, real cool. Instead of giving away presidential cuff links to guests, as is the custom, he will offer “bling bling.”
It goes on from there. WorldNetDaily, tapping the id once again.
HT: Borden. Back in a few hours.