Each time the crazy Tea Baggin' Bastards come out from their whole, I like to play a game. I look at the footage and photos from each of their so called, "Tea Parties" and try and find just one minority amongst the sea of White. I can't seem to find anyone with darker skin except the photos of the president indicating that they hate him.
I find it troubling that most of the crowds are filled with stereotypical red necks who, sometimes, replace their beloved Confederate flag with signs that say stuff like this:
If it looks like a racist, sounds like a racist, talks like a racist, then it's a racist.
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