Here’s the thing. I want to vote for Barack Obama, but he’s black. That’s a big deal. That’s what everyone doesn’t want to admit. They’ll make fun of his name, they’ll worry about his chances of playing in a wider audience, they’ll doubt his experience, but they won’t come out and say it. So I will. Barack Obama is black.
And that’s a scary prospect. Not just for racists but for all of us. A black man as president? Are pigs flying and hell had to turn on the heat? Because that would be less ridiculous. What kind of day and age do we live in where something like that could even be possible? Ridiculous.
A black man as president. What’s next, a hospital bed for a Mexican? Get real. A fishing license for a Colombian? I don’t think so. A black man as the most powerful man in the world. With all that responsibility. With all that control. Will all that black skin. Yeah right.
Black man president. You know that can’t happen. Even his biggest supporters believe he’d be shot before he ever got to give a speech. He might make it past the general election, but what about when the Krazies start coming out of the wood works? With their camouflage, militia training, and assault rifles. Then we’ll see what’s what.
Racist or not, you’ve got to face the stone cold facts. How can you in good faith vote for a black man, when you just know he’s going to get shot? At that point his politics don’t matter. Just fear. A vote against him is a vote for him. Who wants to put a black man in such a risky position?
Then again, there is the possibility that he won’t be shot. But certainly he’d be a really bad president. Because what on earth could he get done? A black man. No one would listen to him. He’d get no respect. It’s not like he’d be the leader of the free world. He’d be the black leader of the free world. Good luck.
What we need is the exact same thing at president. That is what this country aches for. To do the same thing we always do. Elect some grey guy with white hair. This nation desperately needs to stay the same. This is not a time to try new things. Everything is going according to plan.
A black president. What are you, serious? Wasn’t this all just a joke a couple of months ago? Now, all of a sudden it’s supposed to be real. Enough is enough. Let’s stop kidding ourselves. If the Crats want to win, why don’t they just do it the easy way?
It’s not like this is a tough year for the Crats to win an election. It’s their turn on the see-saw. They just need to throw some weight out on their side. Any guy over a hundred and fifty pounds will do. As long as he’s white and talks with an accent, he’ll be fine. It’s the Crats term on the slide.
But no. They got to go and try something wild. Something absurd. Something straight out of an Eddie Murphy movie. The Crats have to go and try to have a black president. Why can’t they just play it safe?
This isn’t an election about politics. This is an election about whether or not there can be a black president. That is really what’s happening here. All the buzz, all the back-talk, all the pundit punditry, all the bull-shit, this is what they are really debating. Can we really have a black president? Can that actually happen?
Because he won’t be shot. He won’t be a bad president, he won’t be incompetent, he won’t appoint Nelly Secretary of State–he’ll just be a president. Which means he’ll do some good things, he’ll do some bad things, he’ll be checked, balanced, and wrapped up in red-tape, and he’ll be made fun of by the media for at least four years.
I am going to vote for Obama. Because he’s black. Because a president is really a symbol, and I like what Barack stands for; I like what having a black president stands for. Because change is not just his campaign slogan, it is him. How could he not represent change? And I’m aware what they say about change. That the more of it you get, the more things tend to stay the same. But at least we gave it a shot.
