Why Glenn Beck Could Be Right
“(President Obama) a deep-seated hatred for white people…this guy is, I believe, a racist.” Glenn Beck, Fox & Friends
Defenders of the president say that the president cannot be a racist. How could he be? He had a white mother and grandmother. He’d have to hate his mother and grandmother.
Well, Mr. and Mrs. Liberal Holier Than Thou. Did you ever think he that he could have hated his mother and grandmother? Tell me that there haven’t been times that you hated your mother? Perhaps she didn’t let you go out o play with your friends when you wanted or didn’t let you have another slice of pizza. Pizza with extra cheese and sausage. I admit it’s harder to hate your grandmother, but just for example’s sake, let’s say your grandmother was Ma Barker, or even worse, Adolph Hitler, wouldn’t you hate her?
Now, which side are you going to take it out on? You had nothing to do with it the mixing of the races. And it certainly wasn’t your black father who made you half white. It was your white mother. Tell me you wouldn’t be looking at her with a “why I oughta…” twinge of anger. Anger at the white man…or white lady. Same thing, except for the genitals, which I might remind you are white in either sex of the white. Okay, more towards pinkish, but you’ve got to agree, pretty light.
You might ask why Obama wouldn’t be pissed at the person who made him half-black? Well, if he did, he’d be considered an Uncle Tom. It’s bad enough to be a racist, but an Uncle Tom AND a racist? Then most everyone ends up hating you. Except for Fox News and talk show audiences.
And if Obama is against Fox News and talk audiences where you’d need a microscope to find a black in the crowd, doesn’t that prove he’s against white people?
I rest my case.
Now, let me attempt to prove to you why Glenn Beck isn’t a complete douchbag.
Steve
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That was very funny indeed… ROFL
Being borh half-white, half-black must cause one terrible conflict, but not as much as being born to one Catholic, one Jewish parent.
You don’t know what the hell to feel quilty about.