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The DNC Is Overplaying the Black Card

At the modern, respected, and accredited evangelical Seminary I attended, the guest preacher at one Tuesday Chapel was a pastor of a large church in either Michigan or Wisconsin. His sermon was supposed to model to us future preachers a near perfect exegetical (as opposed to topical and/or liturgical) evangelical and biblical sermon. I remember the sermon encouraged “humility”. I also remember he used PowerPoint perfectly. (This means no words, just pictures. And take the picture down after you make your point.) But most of all, I remember that they said he went down south to start a church and never really got one off the ground. But when he went back to where he was from (WI/MI), he had a congregation of several thousand. The implication was “one’s language is far more than English”. (This concept is not new or debated.)

Likewise, the DNC is overplaying the Black Card. This is another reason why I (and you) know Harris loses. They are not speaking to the whole audience.

It is certainly true that the Blacks own pop culture—what influencer-wanna-be teens don’t act Black around friends? No Black teen attempts to ball by imitating Musk or Romney or Tom Cotton or (this is oddly difficult). White is Right, but it is not cool. Mic Drop evidence: Beyonce opened the intro of the USA to the Olympics. (She’s Black.)

The Blacks (even Black Lesbians) own sports. (Thank you, MJ.)

The Blacks own public speaking. From MLK Jr., to Jesse Jackson, to Malcolm X, to Obama, to Oprah, to Corey Booker, to Tim Scott, to any Black Baptist gospel preacher, all other cultures would only improve with diligent study of Black orators. (Tip: Chew the meat; spit out the bone. \m/)

The Blacks own simplifying. Or they own what could be called “sorting.” Try telling a Black a convoluted story or nuanced description of how things went and they will see through you like a window. Three words. They will restate what you said in three words.

The Blacks own Matriarchy. Tiger Woods made the headlines, not only for golf, but because he thanked his dad. Tiger Woods had a relationship with his dad. “Stop the press! A successful Black man has a relationship with his dad? That’s like us!”

But the Blacks, while a unified voting block, are a small group. And while woke Whites in attendance will nod along with the poetry and call-and-response (exciting-‘cuz-it’s-new and I-can’t-wait-to-tell-my-friends), the same woke Whites are not really able to speak Black.

I am certain of this. How do I know? Because no other whites are at the Black churches.

This isn’t manifestation of racism. It isn’t mean-spirited. It happens for the same reason precisely zero non-English speakers are at Black churches. It is why no English speakers are at Spanish services or Ukrainian services. It is why Catholicism dropped Latin. When you go to hear someone tell the truth (sit down for this), you want to be able to understand what they say.

Tonight, Kamala will bring the DNC to climax. For Blacks. The rest of the audience won’t really understand why they’re cheering.

Or why Harris lost.

Night 2: A Black Woman Wore a Wig

And she talked about her mom.

And she can’t do math.

In other words, night 2 of the DNC was just another Tuesday night.

Oh, and the man who all conspiracy theorists (or hurt white men) believe was actually running the country for the last 3+ years (see the YouTube clip I sent you) said Tim Walz knows “who he (Tim) is”. That’s certainly not hedging an endorsement.

Trump wins.

The Harris Honeymoon is the Equivalent to the Toilet Paper Run

And you’re all suckers for buying 168 triple-rolls in the back alley of the Costco parking lot for $1000.

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Trump has had this election in the bag since the 2020 loss—likely since Harris was named VP by Biden.

Some facts to review:

1. She has not yet received one vote toward the office in her life.

2. “Hype” is the media’s day job, while our job is to mock the suckers who fall for it.

3. No full-BIPOC, half-Jamaican, half-Indian, former-VP-whose-boss-had-to-drop-out-because-he-learned-from-friends-he-was-dying is going to be president of the United States of America, especially in the year 2024 and when Trump is her opponent. It’s such a silly idea. Admit it. (And we’re not racist or sexist or whatever for telling the truth.)

We All Know Kamala Won’t Win

Pretty cool that my Walz prediction was accurate, right? It wasn’t difficult. I just had to concentrate and focus real hard on my gut feeling. Then I wrote it down. Voila!

The next question that occurred to me is, “What else do we all know as we head to election day?”

I turned off the TV, stopped perusing online chatter, silenced my phone, put down the books, and focused real hard on only my gut feeling.

We all know that no half-Black, half-Indian (dot not feather) woman (hot or not) is going to be elected President of the United States of America. We know it.

We don’t rationally desire it. It’s not like anyone actually believes that Blacks (half or more), Indians (dot or feather), or women (emotionally unstable though they be) are incapable of successfully leading a nation. It’s just that there are many other variables at play in these things and after considering them all, the truth is Kamala isn’t going to get many votes.

And we all know it.

Shapiro didn’t get selected. Everyone knows why. (Left hates Israel.)

Biden dropped out. Everyone knows why. (Dying.)

Trump got nominated. Everyone knows why. (“Fuck the swamp.”)

Vance was selected. Everyone knows why. (Theil is likeable.)

And Kamala won’t win. Everyone knows why. (No one likes her.)

Another reason, more rational, more evidence-based. She has not received a single vote to get where she is. Can you imagine it? No votes for President in 2020. No votes for President in 2024. And then somehow votes? It’s like the opposite of how voting works. You need votes to win. And she hasn’t ever received any.

Mark your calendars. Kamala loses in a landslide. I said it here on August 9th, 2024.

Today Is The Greatest Day For MAGA Since the Escalator

You’ve been sweatin’ it, I know. Or at least that’s what I felt like the media wanted me to believe.

But with Walz as VP, it is time to shower and go on vacation. I wouldn’t even take the inconvenience to vote anymore. Yes, that’s how in the bag this election just became for Trump.

For those not paying attention, the MAGA folks’ thoughts on how Kamala of all people was chosen include “the dems know they lost this one, so they offer her up as sacrifice and will be back in ‘28 with a real candidate.”

Walz fits this bill perfectly too. My guess is they’ll have two folks in ‘28 that will be billed as “moderate”.

One cautionary note: Walz is a bit of a siren, in the Homer sense. Something in his speech inspires Whites to think, “Oh, good. Someone who knows.” And by knows they of course mean, someone who will stop racial integration, all immigration, financial regulation, and public intoxication. And then they will have their little slice of heaven on earth.

How else can you explain the Nordic Minnesotans turning a blind on to the full on invasion of their state by Somalia? It certainly isn’t happening because these Vikings (Skol!!) desire it.

Nope. The Minnesotans are stupid (sorry, friends but heartiness in cold weather only scores so many points). Somalis are more stupid, and add the double sins of lazy and Old Testament horny. And you, faithful reader, need to guard yourself. Walz may look like a duck and sound like a duck, but, like the Sirens of old, he is only interested in destruction.

If I was President Trump Answering the Three Shorty Interviewers

“Mr. President, I want to start by addressing the elephant in the room, sir. A lot of people did not think it was appropriate for you to be here today.

“You have pushed false claims about some of your rivals, from Nikki Haley to former President Barack Obama saying that they were not born in the United States, which is not true.

“You have told four congresswoman who were American citizens to go back to where they came from.

“You have used words like animal and rabbit to describe black district attorneys.

“You attacked black journalists, calling them a loser, saying the questions that they ask are, quote, ‘stupid and racist’. You have had dinner with a white supremacist at your Mar-a-Lago resort.

“So my question, sir, now that you are asking black supporters to vote for you, ‘Why should black voters trust you after you have used language like that?’”

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(Again, that takes a second to reproduce. You’re welcome.)

Below is how I would “handle” these three women. I offer two rhetorical paths.

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Thank you for the question. Elephant in the room? You suggest the elephant in the room is that I ‘have been painted as a racist, but think that I need black votes?’

I think the elephant in the room is there are no black men up here. Where are the men? Three black women? I have heard the blacks are a matriarchy, but until just this moment I didn’t ever really consider how true it is.

Scan the audience

Gentlemen? This is how you want to play the game?

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Thank you for the question. Elephant in the room.

That expression describes the idea that there can be some huge topic on everyone’s minds that each person simultaneously avoids chatting about.

You suggest the hidden topic is that I am a racist but need black votes to win.

I don’t think the fact that I need black votes to win is the elephant. And my opponents have thrown so much mud my way, social and legal, that I think we would all agree that it would be silly to make time to defend against every smear. So for the same reason I won’t defend myself to you today either—especially because that wasn’t your question.

But I want to answer your question about needing black votes.

Can anyone tell me, just shout it out, where USA ranks on total black population among all countries?

No? We’re somewhere around 10th. Outside of Africa, we’re 2nd.

But nobody knew that.

Is the elephant that I need black voters? Or is the elephant that black voters need me?

But that’s still not the real question you want answered.

Your real question is, “What are you going to do for us”?

The answer is “charter schools”. Thomas Sowell, a national treasure, has a great book, Charter Schools and Their Enemies, that has affected me greatly.

I know that education is not an immediate fix to immediate problems, by which I mean mostly money problems. So my answer probably seems like a disappointing answer. But you know that education is the ultimate fix to problems. ‘Folks who know better, do better.’ That’s not just a great quote by great black preachers. It is also a universal truth.

I have to get going now. Have your people call my people. I’d love to do this again sometime.

The Current Spirit of This Election Is Disheartening for MAGA

It’s true. But it also means nothing for MAGA.

Like you, I have my “where I was story” from election night in 2016.

I was delivering pizza. I remember that I couldn’t refresh the NY Times site often enough. Trump was winning. Not just winning, but doing what the news had said was not going to happen. I loved it, not him, but the fact that all the liars had to eat it.

How does the media recover? It doesn’t.

My gut feels disgusted at the welcomed rise of Kamala.

But there remains the only relevant question.

“Is it possible that every media outlet is lying?”

And the answer is resoundingly, “Absolutely.”

A Trumpian Troll

Still need more ways to discover precisely who the Left are? Troll them. Or as the Black preachers say, “When you throw a stick at dogs, the one who whelps got hit.”

All I want to know is if Trump wrote the troll beforehand or came up with it on the spot.

“Won’t have to vote again.” So funny. So many possible (dark?) meanings.

Is he implying the Second Coming is imminent? Is he implying the end of democracy and the beginning of dictatorship as the Left wet dreams?

Hard to say, no?

It surely can’t mean that the supposedly unmotivated Christian non-voters will be able to go back to their unmotivated-not-voting after this election because the ship will have been so firmly righted by Trump over the intervening years that the morons who might again vote Left in 2028 will not, by virtue of their being incapable of blocking the beautiful light of prosperous peace (the only kind) that he will have brought, a light which consequently will end the Left’s resistance to life-giving truth.

Reaction to a Couple Obituaries, to Include the First Ever (for this blog) Mildly Approved Sentiment

“(Person) loved his family and he spent his life in service of their welfare and happiness. Most recently, he found great joy in being a grandfather, investing an enormous amount of time and love doting on his dearest (two named grandsons). He also cared deeply for the larger community around him.”

– What is being hidden here? A “lifetime in service of their welfare and happiness”? That kind of lie can only mean bitter, bitter relationships and it also evinces a total misunderstanding of language. Sorry, it was rough being in his family folks, but a few words in the Sunday paper after he’s dead is not going to “manifest” anything pretty, let alone reach back into the past and fix the issues. And why is it wrong to pick out one or two people (from the billions) to love? Ever since whites learned the power of the phrase “black community”, they feel guilty if they don’t use part or all of it during supposedly momentous occasions. Just stop. We don’t live as members of some group which needs fancy and false descriptors any different than T-Rex or George Washington did.

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Onto the first ever approved, if mildly, obituary assertion.

“He got a black lab puppy last year in April named Oslo. She was the best thing that had happen to him in quite some time. He never went anywhere without her, and they spent hours every day playing fetch with the tennis ball. He loved telling jokes and always had a smile on his face, despite away being described as grumpy ass sometimes.”

– What makes these sentiments worthy is they are fearless. Do you see? This dude lived a kinda shitty life (if a dog is the best thing to happen to you, then you’re having a “sour go”). I love the use of “tennis” to describe the ball—like anyone really cares what kind of ball it was. So quaint. I could do without the “ass”, and I wonder why no “air quotes” around “grumpy ass”, but the beauty is that whoever wrote this had some respect for the dead. I repeat: whoever wrote this respected this man. And the dead man obviously had threatened, or lived in a way which threatened, haunting whoever lied about him after his death.

So good work. This pairing of deceased and writer can teach us all a thing or two.