By Jim Berlin “It’s why Johnny gets called back for a second interview,” he said, “but Jamal does not.” (Don’t bother asking for the last names of Johnny or Jamal; he made the story up.) But then the president got weird. In an awkward attempt to prove his soul-brother chops (I got rhythm, baby), Barack began singing “Amazing Grace”… Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, Unfortunately, the white boy in his genes overrode the rhythm and Mr. Obama went In fact his shot at crooning like a soul brother was as off-key as his entire approach to the eulogy. Rather than coming before the mourners as the leader of the most ethnically-diverse country on Earth, he reached into The Great Melting Pot – and pulled out the fried chicken and collard greens. He came before the mourners and the nation as a Black man first — the president second. That’s not his job description. To paraphrase “Amazing Grace”… He once was lost, and is still not found,
That saves a wretch like me…
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind but now I see…
flat and off-key by the third line. The emperor has no chops.
Was blind, and still can’t see.
Obama’s Soul-Brother Eulogy: Fried Chicken & Collard Greens
Until the very end of President Obama’s eulogy for Rev. Clementa Pinckney, the South Carolina preacher killed by a white psychopath, everything was sadly predictable. Barack milked all the political udders to call for more gun control and tell us racism is ripe and rampant in America:
Yep, but I can’t say this kind of thing here. Sagnasty!
What a polarizing figure, I can’t wait until we can refer to him as FORMER President Obama.
To think he could have used his presidency to bring unity, but seeks to emphasize divide and distrust.