Obama

I raised my son to be a completely non-racist person.

He had a little black kid as a friend at age 2. That kid’s mother, Brenda, was his real mother when I couldn’t be. After Hopkins. She gave him Jesus.

Then, we had to move to Florida.

Shit happened.

I started writing about abortion.

Then, Obama was up for election.

I did not understand Mr. Obama.

He was a whitey in his head. Because of his mother. And he never knew his father.

I felt like he used me. For sending him that email about my abortion to the “transparent” Transition Team. I look back now and see that sending that email was abortion-like. I know that God had His reasons for this.

But it was more about the letters I wrote to the St. Petersburg Times during the run for the Presidency. I was trying to say something about the rights of unborn children and I used the word “animal” in emphasizing that human rights were being denied to unborn children as to Blacks through Slavery and he ought to be more sensitive about it.

OF COURSE you just don’t use that word to a Black man in America. Just like you just don’t kick the shit out of your mother for any reason. Even if it is because you are having a seizure.

So, I was held ill all over the Tampa Bay area for the words I said in those letters. I was hated for them. I was trying to reach out to him as a fellow Harvard affiliate for a mistake he was making in treating the pro-Life movement so lightly. I wanted to vote for him, I really did. But I could not condone his position on abortion.

So, he styled himself “eye candy.” LIke it or not, he broke the color barrier. Then, we had Trump–white eye candy! To help Whites restore their souls after the dunning we took for 8 years.