Following a long, rambling, condescending speech by an older white gentleman who pretty much explained that "After 16 years as a committee man, I supported African-American candidates ..." [You want a cookie to go with that?] and "They come to my home, they come to my Christmas parties" [He wants Mega-Bonus points for letting the darkies in his house!] and that he too, was—in effect—raised a "poor black child" [yes, just like in "The Jerk"] by a single mother, on food stamps, who wasn't from this country and he truly understood the challenges that others faced. And so on and so forth.
Because, y'know, ain't all black people on food stamps? And growing up in fatherless broken homes?
In response a young man wearing a black "Peacekeeper" t-shirt took the mike, proclaiming his name was "Mike Brown from Ground Zero." He proceeded to drop some knowledge and true science.
We Got the Power, They Don't!
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“It is time for us to get suited and booted and kick their you-know-whats out of office,” he said. “We’ve got the power—they don’t. We’re trying to figure out how this man, that man, the old man—the Man, the Man, the Man up there on his iPad who don’t care what we have to say. How do we get him out? We vote him out! We recall him out!” [...]
“We’re not fighting each other anymore, that stuff is dead,” he said. “We’re fighting them, because they’ve been fighting us. And we won’t take it. We’re fired up! We’re fed up! We’re young! We’re strong!”
“So mayor,” he concluded, “you better enjoy that seat, because November is coming up, and you are out!”
Guess what? Some of the kids really are
all right.
Word.