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Sunday, March 29, 2009
4:33 PM

Nutty Negro Of The Week


Last night I tried crab enchiladas. How fitting that I would wake up the next morning and be greeted with a video from a crab that was unfortunately not boiled a long time ago.

If you noticed, I haven't talked much about politics on here lately. I like to mix it up when it comes to subject matter, and with politics being such a big interest of mine, it just made sense to incorporate some of that into the topics here. Lately, though, I've been turned off from the whole process.

I'm happy Obama won, but it seems corporations continue to be the big winners in the end, so there's only so much I can say about heartless greedy execs getting over on Americans -- and the politicians bought and sold who aid them.

But there are some things you can't ignore.

I've been tempted before to mock Michael Steele and his campaign to "hip-hopize" the GOP, but I didn't have the energy. However, the more this fool talks, the more I'm reminded of how much he irritates the hell out of me. I might as well get it out of my system.

This is a person who clearly likes to hear himself speak no matter how stupid he sounds -- which is most of the time. He has a knack for embarrassing Black people, bald people, tall people, people named Michael -- anyone that have some short of linkage to him no matter how minimal it may be.

When I think about the future of the Republican Party, laughter usually pours out as it's clear if they think Michael Steele is going to lead them into the promise land they are sadly mistaken.

Now as far as his disdain for Obama: Jealous much? I don't know what planet he lives on, but being the overlord for a fledging political party isn't the same as running a nation -- even if the nation in question is fledging itself.

As for his claims that Black people had no pride for him (which is what this all boils down to) when he ran for office in Maryland: That's because the lying ass liar fronted as if he were running as a Democrat when he knew damn well he was a Republican. He tried to practically trick people into voting for him and came up short after people heard him open his mouth.

It's not the people of Maryland's fault that most would rather clean chitlins with their tongue than have you continue to represent them in government. Obama isn't thinking about you any more than the people who didn't vote for you are.

And this nonsense about there no being right or wrong side of history is exactly why I've never liked him. Yes, Michael person that needs a new name, there is a such thing as the wrong side of history. Examples include slavery, legal disenfranchisement of any kind, George W. Bush, and the day you started to head the RNC.

Go away and clean out of your office for Meghan McCain.

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