August 4, 2024
Another in a series of observations of life as I know it.
And so it was later
When the miller told this tale
He said that (his) face at first just ghostly
Then turned a whiter shade of pale.
-Procol Harum
You know what they say, don’t you? If you’ve got something to say, say it to my face.
-Vice President Kamala Harris
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Wee Willy Weenie is verwwy scared of the big, bad black lady. They don’t call him Diaper Don for no reason. His incontinence has been heightened by the prospect of debating her. And so, he’s not going to—at least not under the contractual terms that were agreed upon by both parties back in the early Spring. He doesn’t want to appear on ABC News, because if you’ll recall, ABC anchor Rachel Scott led off the interview at the NABJ conference. She was insulted, berated and dissed by an orange impotent poseur. Just for doing her job. Ms Scott is a consummate professional . She swatted his jabs off like so many limp and listless flies. Sistahs are tough. He is a weenie.
Now, arm in arm with Rupert Murdoch (many millions lighter since the lawsuit against Fox), the Orange Weenie is doing his own debate. A town hall with scripted questions and well rehearsed answers. On Fox. With a packed house of fully remunerated observers. With neon APPLAUSE signs in the house. And Party approved “moderators”. In Olympics parlance, it’s akin to giving the track runner from the tiny Duchy of Grand Fenwick a 100 yard advance start to a 100 yard race. Fair play, shall we say, is not in his lexicon. Because he is paralyzed with fear. What a weenie.
Kamala Harris with show up on ABC. As planned. She has invited him to join her, as contracted by his party. It’s a simple business agreement. But then Wee Willy doesn’t do business like normal folks. Reference his 34 count guilty verdict with an upcoming sentence. But because he won’t be facing a diminished octogenarian, he says that all bets and contracts are off. The Dems broke their promise! He’s taking his Wee Wittle toys and will hold his breath until he turns blue. If only. The bully tactics only work on those who fear him. Black women, in particular, learn these lessons early in life. And fear nothing and no one. They are schooled in how to project the essence of Cool. And to bestow “the Look” that strikes terror in every black mother’s son. My friend Carol should patent hers. Dear Maxine does not and will not suffer fools gladly or otherwise. Don’t mess with a sistah. The Wee Wittle boy should be shaking in his shoe lifts and soiling his XXXL Depends. He has cut and run, hiding under the voluminous skirt folds of Murdoch’s ikky empire. What a Weenie.
Oh, Jane, I have tears in my eyes from laughing out loud! Thank you for a timely piece that so perfectly describes OA vs our next president. One is indeed a weenie while the other is a remarkable woman to be respected who is going to defeat the weenie by miles!
Well, I have no idea what the debate contract says, but to this lay person's mind, a change in principals is a major change indeed and reason enough to re-examine, re-negotiate, and/or even reject the contract. Of course, if the contract specified that the principals would be "the Republican nominee for president, whoever s/he may be" and "the Democratic nominee for president, whoever s/he may be," then the contract should be binding, but I doubt it said any such thing. I also have no idea that contingency clauses were included, but I bet there were a bunch.