A few years later, the fall of 1999 to be exact, the man
o’ cloth had one of his finest moments.
J.J. and 2,000 of his followers descended on the racist
hotbed of Decatur, Illinois, a town long known for its dreadful
treatment of its black citizens, to challenge the local school
board’s decision to suspend seven black students for beating
one another and others about the face with fists and feet during
a high school football game.
Also known as fighting, the thuggish antics of these
juvenile hoodlums were caught on camera, depicting these black
students kicking and punching whomever in a wide swath across
the stadium bleachers. Horrified
parents and children are clearly seen running for their safety
as the unruly, riotous homeys engage in all manner of
No matter to the “Reverend.”
He contended the suspension was racist to the core, a
deplorable act of discrimination committed against seven
otherwise angelic youths. Never
mind that these troubled, pugilist teens all had histories of
truancy and class failure and deviance of every kind.
Discipline against them was unwarranted, J.J. said.
A blatant racist act!
Actually, Jesse, this charge was unfounded.
In early 2000, a promising football star from Mississippi
was found hanging from a tree in his family’s front yard,
strapped as it were, by one of his own belts.
Autopsies ruled the death a suicide as did a police
investigation conducted at the behest of the city’s black
police chief. The
town’s mayor, who was also black, agreed with the conclusion
of the coroner: The
young man took his own life.
Jesse Jackson ruled the tragedy a lynching committed by
white hoodlums angry at the football star for dating a white
recently, a Justice Department investigation also concluded the
young man killed himself.
These incidents only scratch the surface of the man’s
illegitimacy as a bonafied leader of black America.
Jackson has been reported on record reminiscing about his
days as a cook in a southern diner where he would routinely spit
in the food of white customers.
He is a close chum of the racist Al Sharpton and the king
of goons, the Honorable Louis Farrakhan. His non-profit PUSH coalition, an organization wrought with
fraudulence, only divides America by race and socieo-economic
intermittent picketing of professional, privately owned sports
franchises for not hiring enough blacks is an affront to a free,
republican society. And
his recent disclosure of having fathered a child out-of wedlock
with a co-worker and then keeping the mother quiet with plush
digs in California and a steady cash flow further erodes his
already questionable credibility.
His supporters claim he has done soooo much for
black Americans over the years (Truth is, blacks have done well
in spite of Jesse Jackson). Yet he readily claims that little
has been done and therefore is his work still needed.
With Jesse, there will always be a struggle.
His power and sway over the brain-dead black community is
predicated on there being some “struggle” being waged across
the Fruited Plain. Without
the struggle, he loses his potency. For this is a man that claims to be crusading against the
rampant illegitimacy and criminality in the black community, and
yet he is copulating and pro-creating with a woman other than
his wife. The hypocrisy!!
Blacks will have to see this for
themselves, lest they remain under the thumb of this “racist
hustler/poverty pimp,” as Congressman J.C. Watts so
appropriately termed the man o’ cloth and others of his ilk.
Meanwhile, conservatives must continue to exploit the
“Reverend’s” fraudulence as often as possible, even if he
labels his opponents racists.
The truth is, his opponents scare him and his only
defense is to castigate them as bigots.
So, it’s really pretty obvious why the
Clerical Crusader is scorned and even pitied by America’s
a dunce, a morally bankrupt pseudo-Believer who supports
abortion on demand and the lending of wholesale legitimacy to
homosexual perversion; he has an aversion to capitalism and
free-markets and corporations and absolutes and standards.
Of course we can’t stand him.
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