Looking at a physically ugly and angry portrait of the Reverend Al Sharpton at the July 31 roundtable I can’t help but think the song in “Hair” bore no resemblance to this bankrupt race baiter. Remember “Black boys are delicious/ Chocolate flavored love/ Licorice lips like candy/ Keep my cocoa handy/I have such a sweet tooth/ When it comes to love.”
Even in a candy factory you could not believe that Sharpton is “delicious.” He is his people’s own worst enemy. If I were black I would paint myself white just to not be associated with Sharpton.
Both Obama and Sharpton have done whatever they could to create another race riot.
Eric Garner is dead. Whether it was because he was resisting arrest, had diabetes, was humongously fat or succumbed to a too forceful choke hold doesn’t matter. The job of race leaders is to calm things down, not inflame them.
Sharpton is always adding kindling to the fire. If he enflames another riot than some of his own people will die. Is he trying to compound the death of Garner? Or is he just trying to become a celebrity revolutionary, a frog-faced Castro-type.
Sharpton is against stop and frisk which worked. He is against the “broken windows” enforcement theory which worked. It seems to be that he wants to preside over the death of his own people while he masquerades as their defender.