I mean, I seriously don’t know how much more of this President Obama hatred I can take.
I am from the Deep South. The Federal Government had to force the state I grew up in to integrate. I entered the 7th grade that year; talk about being on the front lines. The year that I graduated high school, we had two proms: one black, one white. We had two class favorites: one black couple, one white; etc. The churches (with the exception of the tiny Catholic church) were segregated. I grew up next door to kids who weren’t allowed to enter my yard and I wasn’t allowed to enter theirs. We would occasionally meet by accident at a tiny creek and cautiously and quietly play with one another, constantly keeping an eye out for our Mothers.
I say all this to qualify what I believe to be a foolproof nose for sniffing out racism. You can pretend all you want that you don’t like the President’s politics, that you don’t like him because you believe he is a socialist at heart, that you don’t like him because you are willing to suspend your disbelief and insist he’s not a natural-born citizen, or that you don’t like him because you believe he is a closet Muslim. My racist-sniffing nose is not fooled.
You don’t like President Obama because he is half-black or Black (as he is referred to). As American citizens, you don’t have to like him, but by God, at least be honest about the reason. You reasons are thinly veiled. I don’t know, maybe you are fooling the people in your office in Ohio or your church in Michigan, or your golfing buddies in Georgia…but me? Not one iota. I grew up with it and I smell it all over you.
So here is some honesty of my own, I don’t really know a lot about Mitt Romney’s politics, but I don’t want him as my President because I don’t trust a Mormon. Never have, never will. Does that make me a racist? No, because Mormon is not a race, it is a religion. It makes me biased against that particular religious group based on personal research. and it makes me honest because I am not afraid to say so.
Grow a pair, people.
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