Friday, July 9, 2010

This, Apparently, is Social Justice.

I’m about the total destruction of white people. I’m about the total liberation of black people. I hate white people. I hate my enemy. …”

I hate white people – all of them! Every last iota of a cracker, I hate ‘em’”.

Through South Street with white, dirty, cracker whore [expletive] on our arms. And we call ourselves black men with African garb on.”

What the hell is wrong with you, black manYou [inaudible] with a white girl on your damn arm!

You want freedom? You’re gonna have to kill some crackers! You’re gonna have to kill some of their babies!”Minister King Samir Shabazz, head of the New Black Panther Party, stands in front of the Clothespin in Center City Oct. 17, 2008. ( Rachel Playe / Staff Photographer)

These are quotes from a very nice young man named Maurice Heath.  Mr. Heath calls himself Minister King Samir Shabazz, and is the head of the New Black Panther Party in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

Funny thing about Maurice.  He was prosecuted for voter intimidation by the US Department of Justice.  He was found guilty.  Then his conviction was dropped by that same justice department, on the orders of the Obama regime.


I guess this is payback on white people for something.  I can’t figure out why our infants should be killed, though.  Maybe Mr. Obama can help me understand.

As for Mr. Health, the fact that he hasn’t been put down like a rabid dog is to the eternal shame of the city of Philadelphia.  We should demand that the Liberty Bell be removed to a city with real men.  With actual testicles.

Finally! Jimmy Buffett Speaks Out on the Oil Spill.

In today’s installment of “Famous People and Their Useless and Moronic Opinions”, Jimmy Buffett, who has made a career out of about 1.5 decent songs and being an aging drunk pothead, blames the Gulf Oil Spill on George W. Bush.

What a shocker. I think if I were Obama, I’d politely decline Mr. Buffett’s support. Or maybe he’s like,

“Hooray! A gray-haired, eternally adolescent drunk pothead hippie doesn’t think I stink as President!”

If Jimmie was a rocket scientist, he’d have figured out a way to keep scalpers from buying up all the tickets to his Relief Concert 12 seconds after they became available. Way to give power to the people, Jimmie.