Obama’s Soul-Brother Eulogy:
Fried Chicken & Collard Greens

 By Jim Berlin 

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:

“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,
That saves a wretch like me…
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind but now I see…

Unfortunately, the white boy in his genes overrode the rhythm and Mr. Obama went
flat and off-key by the third line. The emperor has no chops.

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,
Was blind, and still can’t see.