The Black President Blog

Yes, It's Real

OK, here’s the thing. It’s not as if I’m unhappy about the results of the election. To the contrary, some very good things came about this time around, and I’m hopeful about Obama’s chances to repair the imperiled economy at home and our fractured relationships abroad. I also don’t want to be an annoying stick in the mud.  I just don’t feel that the election has been the most important thing going on over the last few weeks.

What do you mean?  you might answer. What could be more important?  Well, the imploding economy, for one. The horrible bailout ripoff being forced down the throats of America’s taxpayers, for another. The impending energy crisis to end all crises. Shall I go on? Oh, there’s plenty more. We haven’t even gotten to Iraq yet! Or should I say we haven’t gotten to Iran yet? 

Obviously, as a nation we have our hands full.

What I was hoping for in this election cycle was a candidate who was committed to serious and substantive change. If you listen to the media, you might counter that this is exactly what we got - but did we?

For all of his vaunted gifts, Obama is a centrist, corporate-friendly candidate`a la Bill Clinton, minus the (expressed) compassion for the poverty-stricken. This I find curious. At a time of unprecedented income disparity and concentration of wealth in this country, isn’t it remarkable that Obama, a black man, can run a successful opposition campaign for president that is largely devoid of any mention of the poor? Only in the USA!

I voted for you, my man. I’m hoping you make all of us proud.

I’m just saying…

Tre and Riki agree with the Blk on Blk

Aja in Grey.

New shirts are officially on sale.

Election Victory Special

Produced in a Limited Edition of 44, this single run of Black President shirts is one for the history books. Featuring the iconic Black President logo in gold foil on a black base, the shirt is our first to stray from the monochromatic original. Shirts go on sale Tuesday, November 4th at 12:01 am EST.

This ain’t no acorn in my pants boy, I’m awful glad to see ya! Now behave and give Grandpa a kiss. Come on, it’s lonely on the campaign trail!  Did I mention I was a P.O.W.?

Posted for Bret, courtesy of Jessi Pervola

Spotted on mailboxes in Wausau, WI (From Rachel Hulin):

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Whoever is responsible for this sleaze deserves the horrible end that surely awaits them.

If you are as appalled by this as we are, call a McCain supporter now. Appeal to their sense of decency, and share this with them so they know exactly what sort of crowd they’re throwing in with.

GoGORILLA Media owner Craig Singer sports the black on black at the Full Moon Party at Morada Bay on Islamorada Beach.

Deeply Disturbing.

The Sarah Palin Show

 After the election, Sarah Palin will be offered and will accept her own reality show. This is obvious. If Obama is the right candidate for the moment, Palin is the right celebreality star. Why? Because her candidacy is just as much of a ridiculous farce as anything on TV, as any Simpsons episode, etc. Case in point: when they skewered her on SNL, Tina Fey literally used Sarah’s own words against her. The presence of Palin on the national stage is already a reality show. Plus, she got just got to be on SNL: when the campaign is over, I guarantee that’s what she’ll be most proud of. Her family, Alaskan milieu and general self-oblivion are ripe fodder for American car-crash spectacle culture. The show will show her hunting moose, shooting wolves from a helicopter, being folksy, speaking in wildly incomplete sentences, and spooning with her husband Fort.

“McCain” (Altman, 1974)

 The McCain campaign is a Robert Altman mini-series. The slow downward trajectory of a once-revered, now-reviled presidential candidate, depicted in its last sad burnout tour across the Midwest. The protagonist, a washed-up war hero who has pimped his soul for a shot at the big time. The story begins with the candidate in a dead-even poll heat with his progressive, idealistic opponent, and follows down a one-way street of bad judgment, arrogance and moral bankruptcy. A loosely-improvised script performed by a crack ensemble cast who portray his ill-chosen airhead running mate, Cruella de Ville wife and his beleaguered, insular, internally-divided campaign staff. Starring Jason Robards as “McCain,” and Robert Blake as “Lieberman.”

“Day of the Barracuda” (Carpenter, 1980)

 In this sci-fi horror classic, when an ignorant, woefully inexperienced vice-president takes over the presidency after her elderly war-hero superior succumbs long-term illness, the nation quickly descends into an apocalyptic state of all-against-all. Ill-equipped to handle any crisis, domestic or international, the telegenic moron at the seat of power wastes no time in driving her much beloved country into the ground: she starts a war with Canada, fails to take action against a massive oil spill on the Great Lakes which gets accidentally ignited, has a quickly-exposed affair with the Soviet PM, allows Iran to nuke Israel, reduces the American economy to a primitive bartering system where oil is exchangeable only for sex and human flesh. When a horde of undead brain-eaters starts to roam the land, she diverts funds from crucial anti-zombie scientific experiments to fund and arm a hasty militia of small-town rubes, who are quickly, gruesomely annihilated by their demonic foes. Co-starring Tina Turner.

“He is Legend”

The Obama campaign is a Will Smith sci-fi movie. The living-dead cannibals are the soul-sucking Republican hypocrites who will stop at nothing. Nuff said.

“The Fresh Prince of D.C.”

Furthermore, Barack Obama just is Will Smith. First of all, they’re both that warm, hot-cocoa color of black, not that sort of midnight black that makes us white people think about prison rape. Barack and Will are latte-colored, that’s why white America accepts them. So Obama is the Fresh Prince: handsome, preppy and good-natured, excessively charming and genial. Secondly, as a friend recently pointed out in regard to a Youtube clip of Barack on “Ellen,” the democratic candidate dances almost exactly like Carlton Banks, the Fresh Prince’s goofy, erstwhile sidekick. Why do white people love this? Because it’s a black guy who dances well but not way better than we could – no breakdancing, moonwalking or other feats of human coordination. 

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Carlton

From Feministing.com

“Sarah Palin has hit a new low in bastardizing feminism. At a campaign stop Saturday, Palin urged women to vote Republican, invoking a quote by Madeleine Albright - “There’s a place in hell reserved for women who don’t help other women.” She reported reading the quote on the back of a Starbucks cup.

To be sure, Palin MISquoted Albright, substituting the word “support” for Albright’s “help.”

The original quote and Palin’s distortion mean two very different things in a political context. In Palin’s, any woman who does not vote for the McCain/Palin ticket is going to hell. In Albright’s, women like Palin are going to hell.

A woman’s not providing rape kits for rape victims, if it was in her power to do so, could be construed as failing to help said victims. A woman’s not supporting other women’s reproductive freedom could be construed as a failing to help women. A woman’s opposition to equal pay could be construed as a failure to help women.

Suggesting that female voters who don’t vote for the Republican ticket in the presidential election will face eternal damnation? Well that’s A-OK in Palin’s book. The woman’s disdain for other women is mind-blowing.

And in typical Palin style, her implication makes no sense, as had Albright’s quote meant what she claims it does, all women (including Palin) should have supported Hillary Clinton’s candidacy, and should support Green Party candidate Cynthia McKinney in November. Apparently, Palin wants to be the only female politician to benefit from “sisterhood,” as she sees it.

Palin needs to keep Madeleine Albright’s name out of her mouth. And stop getting her news from the back of Starbucks cups. Starbucks is for latte-sipping liberal elitists anyway.”