Jeebus . . .
As President Barack Obama spoke in Phoenix Tuesday about responsible home ownership, hundreds of people stood outside protesting his policies, many shouting and carrying racially charged chants and signs.
"Bye Bye Black Sheep," the protestors shouted at one point, a reference to the president's skin color, according to the Arizona Republic.
Another protestor carried a sign that said "Impeach the Half-White Muslim!"
“He’s 47 percent Negro,” one protestor shouted.
“We have gone back so many years,” Judy Burris told the Republic. “He’s divided all the races. I hate him for that.”http://livewire.talkingpointsmemo.com/entry/anti-obama-protest-turns-racist
The Gadfly has lost all remnants of patience with these knuckle-dragging losers who, contrary to all the half-assed denials by the GOP honchos, most certainly do make up the fucking base of the Tea Party. The evidence of racial sentiments by the Teabagger brigades is beyond overwhelming, so let's just dispense with the charade mkay?
The Teabaggers claim, with a straight face even, that their hatred of Obama has nothing to do with the fact that he is a black man. And The Gadfly knows that that claim is pure, unadulterated horse shit, for even while they are arguing that Obama's race is not an issue, The Gadfly knows goddamn well that it is for they never miss an opportunity to point it out in their public statements and their protests (see the statements in bold above). They are racist, unAmerican assholes who, quite frankly, do not deserve to live in this country.
Their must have been some kind of coordinated effort by these cretins the day of this protest, for The Gadfly encountered a group of them standing on an overpass of the freeway that The Gadfly was riding his motorcycle on, returning home from class the other day. There they were, hopping up and down on the overpass with their "Obama is a Muslim Socialist" and "Impeach the Kenyan Obama" signs. And as The Gadfly puttered past and beneath them, his sassy instincts suddenly surfaced and The Gadfly's left hand (right hand remained on bike throttle, lest an 18 wheeler turn The Gadfly into a pavement pancake), but anyhow - The Gadfly's left hand thrust fiercely in the air, fist balled and the middle finger wagging defiantly towards the Teahadists atop the overpass. And The Gadfly's fist and finger remained there as he passed under the overpass, and the The Gadfly saw the conceited faces of the Teahadists change instantly from cocky impudence to offended perplexity. And it was beautiful. For just a split-second in time, and yes The Gadfly realizes that it amounts to not even a hill of beans in the big scheme of life, but for just a split-second, while The Gadfly's balled fist and middle finger disrupted the space/time continuum of the Teabillies and their idiocy, all was well with the world. And The Gadfly arrived home, in a very good mood, content of heart and mind, and had a couple of beers. Life was good that day.