The Balls to Say It

The honorable, Rev. Jesse Jackson; a man of vision (you have to have vision to see black as one of the colors of the rainbow). I believe he was also the first black man to make a honest to goodness go after the position of President of these United States, back when I was still in High School, as I recall. That was a big step back then, and you had to give him credit for having the balls (no, One Man, this is not the time for a pun) to do so.

He is also a man known for his great quotes. Here, I wrote down a few for you:

“A man must be willing to die for justice. Death is an inescapable reality and men die daily, but good deeds live forever.” Wow. Powerful!

“America is not a blanket woven from one threat, one color, one cloth.” How true. How true.

“Your children need your presence more that your presents.” Right on. Right on.

“When we’re unemployed, we’re called lazy; when the whites are unemployed it’s called a depression.” Say that again, I don’t think they heard you.

“Today’s students can put dope in their veins or hope in their brains. If they can conceive it and believe it, they can achieve it. They must know it is not their aptitude but their attitude that will determine their altitude.” Okay, I’m down with that.

“It is time for us to turn to each other, not on each other.” Amen, brother Jackson. Amen.

"See, Barack's been talking down to black people ... I want to cut his nuts off." Urp? What the fuck?

That’s right, you heard it here first. This dumb bastard….Wait. Can I call a pastor a dumb bastard? What the hell…I’m already buying time in the racist section of Heaven, might as well spend a little more in the closet of intolerance. This dumb bastard, knowing full well he was miked, seeing that he was waiting to go on a live broadcast of Fox and Friends, makes this comment to the black newscaster sitting across from him.

Now I am not all up and arms because he said this shit about Barack Obama (if getting his balls snipped is the worst thing that happens to Barack during his bid for Presidency, I think the brother should count himself lucky). I’m mad because this supposed man of God is talking about cutting off anybody’s testicles. That shit ain’t cut. I don’t know about the rest of you men out there, but I love my nutsack and I don’t want nobody joking about cutting them off. Especially not a man of good. Hell, you can’t even lay hands on them (get it? That’s a religious pun.)

I know this is just a figure of speech, sort of speak, but it is in extremely bad taste, especially for a minister who is a renowned as the Rev. Jackson. Let’s face it, it’s right up there with Shaq saying; “Kobe, tell me how my ass taste.” And as you can see, I’m still not over that one.

Barack, tell my how the cross taste.

Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not trying to pass judgment on the man, because that would be less than Christ-like. And it’s not like I’ve lost or gained any respect for the man, because although I believe in giving credit where credit is due, I hold no man in higher esteem than One Man. I’m just wonder about the mind frame of a man who had to have know he was miked (I mean, c’mon now. They have a person come right up to you and clip that shit to your lapel).

So, what’s up, Rev. You been smoking on the wacky weed? Is that it? You been doing a little puff, puff, pass? I mean, your eyes did look a little bloodshot in that broadcast feed. A brotha just wants to know.

-One Man’s Opinion. Peace.