haha you just elected one of those dems president…try again plantation boyIt is today's Republicans that defend those Democrats.
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haha you just elected one of those dems president…try again plantation boyIt is today's Republicans that defend those Democrats.
No you keep trying to lie to me and tell me otherwise when we see it everyday.You keep lying to yourself like that. Good little slave...
Sorry Trump Gobbler, you are mad because we didn't vote for the man who owns your throat.haha you just elected one of those dems president…try again plantation boy
So Superbadbrutha is she?I was born and raised in Malaysia. I am biracial, of Malay and Indian descent. I came to the United States after falling in love and marrying my blond, blue-eyed American husband. Though I am brown and my husband white, my children, born here in America ― true blue Americans ― are neither. They have an indiscernible olive skin tone, but they are not white.
Are you saying this woman is lying?So Superbadbrutha is she?
i think superbad is full of bullshit and makes up his reality and bio to fit the occasion
including being hyper pissed about “HIS” ancestors held in slavery
I knew the post was a sloppily presented post of someone else but forgot itAre you saying this woman is lying?
That's because you can't take those racist glasses off. With that said, do you believe the woman is lying?I knew the post was a sloppily presented post of someone else but forgot it
that was my mistake
yes, nobody owns me…some of us left the plantation…Sorry Trump Gobbler, you are mad because we didn't vote for the man who owns your throat.
You are on the Trump Plantation with your mouth open at his pleasure.yes, nobody owns me…some of us left the plantation…
more projection from plantation boy!You are on the Trump Plantation with your mouth open at his pleasure.
I know it is hard for you to talk these days after 5yrs of gobbling for Trump.more projection from plantation boy!
Funny stuff Plantation Boy…sorry to hear about your old overseer Racist Reid…actually no i am not…can’t say i’m sorry that racist POS is dead.I know it is hard for you to talk these days after 5yrs of gobbling for Trump.
It was at a local barbecue joint in downtown Lexington, Kentucky, when a tall man approached the table where I was sitting with my two daughters, 4 and 2. He lingered there long enough, just looking at us, that I’d begun to hatch an escape plan. I’d already broken into a full-blown sweat before I even realized what he’d just done: spit on my 2-year-old, his saliva landing on her thigh. He then walked away, muttering the N-word under his breath, oblivious to the inaccuracy of the insult.
I was born and raised in Malaysia. I am biracial, of Malay and Indian descent. I came to the United States after falling in love and marrying my blond, blue-eyed American husband. Though I am brown and my husband white, my children, born here in America ― true blue Americans ― are neither. They have an indiscernible olive skin tone, but they are not white.
My neighbors and community voiced their silent agreement, condoning such a vile act when they offered no defense, no comfort, not even acknowledgment that it happened.
The entire restaurant, all white diners from what I could see around me, had watched the incident, avoided eye contact with me, and carried on with their lunches, glancing at us from time to time, confirming what I knew to be true already: We were the others.
I’m also treated very differently when I’m with my white husband than when I’m on my own. People have yelled at me, “Go back where you came from.” Retail assistants have followed me around stores, saying, “There is nothing here for you.” A woman at a makeup counter once denied me service, glancing past me at the white woman behind me in line, telling her she was ready, as if I were invisible. But the glob of spit that hit my daughter that day was a whole new low. I could hold it in and tolerate my pain when the aggressions were directed toward me, but it burned me in a way I hadn’t felt before to see my children subject to such indignity.
A Man Spit On My Toddler And Called Her The N-Word. It Changed How I Understand America.
"Perhaps there have always been men who want to spit on 2-year-old brown girls, but the brazenness I’ve witnessed has escalated; in fact, it now soars."www.huffpost.com
What can you say?
How do you think a person should react to something like this being done to their child?
Were they wearing MAGA hats and yelling "this is MAGA country", carrying a hot sauce jar of bleach and a clothes line?It was at a local barbecue joint in downtown Lexington, Kentucky, when a tall man approached the table where I was sitting with my two daughters, 4 and 2. He lingered there long enough, just looking at us, that I’d begun to hatch an escape plan. I’d already broken into a full-blown sweat before I even realized what he’d just done: spit on my 2-year-old, his saliva landing on her thigh. He then walked away, muttering the N-word under his breath, oblivious to the inaccuracy of the insult.
I was born and raised in Malaysia. I am biracial, of Malay and Indian descent. I came to the United States after falling in love and marrying my blond, blue-eyed American husband. Though I am brown and my husband white, my children, born here in America ― true blue Americans ― are neither. They have an indiscernible olive skin tone, but they are not white.
My neighbors and community voiced their silent agreement, condoning such a vile act when they offered no defense, no comfort, not even acknowledgment that it happened.
The entire restaurant, all white diners from what I could see around me, had watched the incident, avoided eye contact with me, and carried on with their lunches, glancing at us from time to time, confirming what I knew to be true already: We were the others.
I’m also treated very differently when I’m with my white husband than when I’m on my own. People have yelled at me, “Go back where you came from.” Retail assistants have followed me around stores, saying, “There is nothing here for you.” A woman at a makeup counter once denied me service, glancing past me at the white woman behind me in line, telling her she was ready, as if I were invisible. But the glob of spit that hit my daughter that day was a whole new low. I could hold it in and tolerate my pain when the aggressions were directed toward me, but it burned me in a way I hadn’t felt before to see my children subject to such indignity.
A Man Spit On My Toddler And Called Her The N-Word. It Changed How I Understand America.
"Perhaps there have always been men who want to spit on 2-year-old brown girls, but the brazenness I’ve witnessed has escalated; in fact, it now soars."www.huffpost.com
What can you say?
How do you think a person should react to something like this being done to their child?
I can say that is this is real, it's very sad and disgraceful.It was at a local barbecue joint in downtown Lexington, Kentucky, when a tall man approached the table where I was sitting with my two daughters, 4 and 2. He lingered there long enough, just looking at us, that I’d begun to hatch an escape plan. I’d already broken into a full-blown sweat before I even realized what he’d just done: spit on my 2-year-old, his saliva landing on her thigh. He then walked away, muttering the N-word under his breath, oblivious to the inaccuracy of the insult.
I was born and raised in Malaysia. I am biracial, of Malay and Indian descent. I came to the United States after falling in love and marrying my blond, blue-eyed American husband. Though I am brown and my husband white, my children, born here in America ― true blue Americans ― are neither. They have an indiscernible olive skin tone, but they are not white.
My neighbors and community voiced their silent agreement, condoning such a vile act when they offered no defense, no comfort, not even acknowledgment that it happened.
The entire restaurant, all white diners from what I could see around me, had watched the incident, avoided eye contact with me, and carried on with their lunches, glancing at us from time to time, confirming what I knew to be true already: We were the others.
I’m also treated very differently when I’m with my white husband than when I’m on my own. People have yelled at me, “Go back where you came from.” Retail assistants have followed me around stores, saying, “There is nothing here for you.” A woman at a makeup counter once denied me service, glancing past me at the white woman behind me in line, telling her she was ready, as if I were invisible. But the glob of spit that hit my daughter that day was a whole new low. I could hold it in and tolerate my pain when the aggressions were directed toward me, but it burned me in a way I hadn’t felt before to see my children subject to such indignity.
A Man Spit On My Toddler And Called Her The N-Word. It Changed How I Understand America.
"Perhaps there have always been men who want to spit on 2-year-old brown girls, but the brazenness I’ve witnessed has escalated; in fact, it now soars."www.huffpost.com
What can you say?
How do you think a person should react to something like this being done to their child?
I know many black families I am proud to call friends.That story is a blatant lie. A Jessie Smollett bullshit story.
However, Negroes deserve ridicule and disdain because they are pretty much the scum of this country. They don't take care of their families, they commit a tremendous number of crimes, they are on welfare, they recently spent six months destroying this country and they are they main voting block of the destructive Democrat Party.
Really? Tell us about it.Thank Hollywood. They have been teaching people that spitting on others is okay for decades.
Did you get a new set of knee pads and some throat lozenges for Xmas. You are the number one Trump Gobbler.Funny stuff Plantation Boy…sorry to hear about your old overseer Racist Reid…actually no i am not…can’t say i’m sorry that racist POS is dead.
You would probably be the racist coward that would have done this if you had 5 or 6 of your coward buddies with you.That story is a blatant lie. A Jessie Smollett bullshit story.
However, Negroes deserve ridicule and disdain because they are pretty much the scum of this country. They don't take care of their families, they commit a tremendous number of crimes, they are on welfare, they recently spent six months destroying this country and they are they main voting block of the destructive Democrat Party.