Driving Miss Limbaugh


“People, don’t you understand
the child needs a helping hand
or he’ll grow to be an angry young man some day”

– S. Davis (In The Ghetto)

Star Parker who should probably know better (but doesn’t because she’s probably an idiot) complains that Al Sharpton is just like…. well, take your best shot, Star:

DeMaurice Smith, NFL Players Association chief, urged the league to nix Rush Limbaugh’s participation in a consortium to buy the St Louis Rams.

Buying Al Sharpton’s hype that Limbaugh is a racist, Smith whined that football is at its best “when it overcomes division and rejects discrimination and hatred.”

But who are the discriminators and haters here?

Sharpton blocked Limbaugh like Governor Orval Faubus tried to block black children from entering Central High in Little Rock, Arkansas in 1957.

Yes. Keeping Rush Limbaugh from joining a bunch of rich white men attempting to buy their way into a fairly exclusive club made up of other rich white men is just like calling out the National Guard to keep black children from going to school with white children.

Awesome analogy.

Later on Parker points out Atlanta Falcon’s owner Arthur Blank donates money to Planned Parenthood, an organization  that is the “number one killer of unborn black children in the nation”.

Know who is number two?

Star Parker is.

I got pregnant, so I went to a clinic and used a girlfriend’s medical welfare sticker to pay for an abortion. A few months later I got pregnant again and went on welfare for two months to collect some money, then had another abortion. When a worker at the clinic asked, “Weren’t you just here?” I said, “Hey, if it weren’t for people like me, you wouldn’t have a job.” Within three years I’d had four abortions, all tax-subsidized. That’s when I started feeling empty inside.

But Jesus forgave her, so it’s cool.

She’ll still get into heaven long before Limbaugh gets into his very own owners box.

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