Here’s a lovely little scene from St. Louis. White VS Black: Who can shout the loudest?
First, let me tell you what these bouncing, peccable black people were really saying before this: They were chanting: “Wilson needs to be Dead”…or something to that effect. Yes. Dead. They want him dead. Now.
They took THAT video off of Youtube.
To refresh everybody’s mind, last month in Ferguson, MO, a policeman shot a young black man, and it started riots. And with the help of Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, and Obama, the race card was played in order to incite those riots. And then, the militarized Ferguson cops came out, and everyone was glued to their TV sets for a while, until ISIS started beheadings.
The news found a new ‘crisis’ to stare at. The protestors of Ferguson became yesterday’s old dirty laundry. Darn. Obama was not going to let this incident be forgotten—oh no—not with elections coming up. He mentioned that a cop KILLED a young black man in Ferguson at the U.N., of all places. Completely off the wall, but he had to do something. That racist America theme had to be kick started again, because they need to get the blacks out to vote in November.
Last week, a group of blacks here in St. Louis went to the local Symphony, and started singing “Justice for Mike Brown” in the intermission. Some of the rich white people there, (no doubt democrats) thought it was part of the show….
It just seemed silly. Nobody in the audience told them to shut up. So…after they figured out their mistake, that rich democrats could care less, what kind of press did that get?
Ha! Not much. White people were not mad.
So, it was off to Ballpark Village, a huge gallery of bars located right next to the Cardinal Baseball Stadium, which is the ONLY place that whites can gather in the middle of downtown, (St Louis) and NOT have to be afraid of being robbed, shot, or beat up by blacks.
As you can see, their shouting got a response, mostly because the white people go there to watch the game and get drunk. And the fact that none of these guys threw a beer bottle at their heads, shows you that all this “white people hate blacks” and are out to get them, is poppycock. In other words, the whites know the blacks are just trying to pick a fight, so it’s best NOT to fight them.
In the meantime, the democratic party is getting all primed up. Notice in this video how Oprah, has Africanized her big self out. Check out those hair extensions! And not only that, she is just appalled that this gay women, says she doesn’t want to be called an African America, she wants to be called…AN AMERICAN! She also likes to keep her sex life private.
To which this Nobody Says…yes, thank you very much, that’s how it used to be. Good for her.
Oh…the insult of it all. Oprah, was insulted. (Too bad. I’m insulted that she dares puts on those tight pants.)
The Clinton’s are bringing out their people now: Barbara Streisand, Aretha Franklin, and Fleetwood Mac have come out of retirement to play at all the parties for Bill and Hillary, ONE MORE TIME! Bill O’Reilly gave Stevie Nicks a plug on his show, (mentioning she does work for wounded warriors) and then the clip he played of them?
“Don’t Stop Thinking About Tomorrow!” Bill and Hillary’s theme song.
(Okay, his new name is now Bill Buffet)
Having said all that…Cardinals fans really are the best around. Compared to the rest of the country, a Cardinal game is like going to your Uncle Mike’s Sunday barbeque.
Will the black hopes of Obama be able to crush their good record?
We’ll see: They are now in the playoffs. There is more chances to attack.
UPDATE: Just tonight, as I turn on the news before bedtime, there has been more black riots in the city: Something happened where another cop and a young black man, got into a fight, and the black crowd started attacking the police cars…and the reporters screamed…
“I hear gun shots! That was CLOSE! That was REAL close! I have to get out of here!” (yes, he was white)
By the way….it’s a jungle out there tonight…I think I have still have my old Afro wig in the basement….the one I used to wear when I had to drive through East St. Louis to get to a job…mmmm…I need some black glasses to make me look smart…..
Nobody Wins when your President is trying to rile up his “race. ” —-
Somebody somewhere in the White House, is just HOPING that Darren Wilson is found “not guilty.” right before the November elections. After all, he was once saved by a hurricane…all he needs now, is a big riot.
Something tells me Obama would love nothing more than to watch the city burn.
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
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I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Joyanna Adams 