Monday, November 3, 2008

who's your daddy...

Last night I was having dinner with friends and as usual we were discussing the tomorrow's presidential election. Is there anything else so talk about?? It's still hard to believe that in less than 24 hours a Black man could very well be the next President of the United States? Lord, my nerves are a complete and total wreck! I'm talking light-headed, stomach in knots, taking lots of shallow breaths as I lay on the couch unable to stop watching MSNBC.

But then I started to think- I might feel bad but who is sicker than Jesse Jackson right now?

Answer: No one.

Over the course of this election, Jesse Jackson has lost all cool points with anyone under the age of 59 years old (and I'm probably being too generous with that number). Watching Jesse morph from an elder statesman into a straight-up hater was almost as devastating as the moment on the Maury show when the poor girl finds out that not one of the three guys she accused is the father of her baby. Tragic.

Whatever miniscule of political clout Mr. Jackson managed to salvage after the whole "the DNA tests prove I fathered my secretary's baby" scandal was completely flushed down the toilet when he got caught talking trash about Obama on national TV. And now look... win or lose Obama is the man.

Shoot, I wouldn't be surprised if once he gets behind the curtain Mr. Power-to-the-People votes for McCain. Mmm-hmmm, I said it.

1 comment:

  1. Jesse is an ass and unfortunately he forgot the first rule of politics which is stay relevant. He rendered himself obsolete ages ago. He's such the Giuliani of black politics. Stuck on 1 era of black history