This was posted on an acquaintance from Joplin’s Facebook page, which is why I blacked out any identifying names, but I was recalling it last night and almost started to cry from laughing. The righteous indignation about how he didn’t drop the “N-bomb” until AFTER the fight, you know like real saints do, cracks me up.
It’s a hard world out there for white people, and let this be a reminder that if we’ve learned anything from the news of the last fifty years, it’s that minorities almost always get a pass from the police.
