I'm starting to think that maybe Abraham Lincoln messed up.
Look, I don’t know who signed off on the “pacifier is the new chain” look, but somebody needs to go back and check the fine print on that emancipation paperwork.
We fought a whole war so these cats could be free, and 160 years later half of them are out here in the blazer, the chains, and the tactical vest still sucking on a pacifier like the nanny just stepped out the room. One of them’s got a kid in a Saints jersey doing the same thing. At this point I’m not even mad, I’m just confused. Did we free them or did we just upgrade the crib?
The funniest part is the one in the “hello” shirt. Brother looks like he’s about to introduce himself and then take a nap. Meanwhile the Mali flag guy is standing there like he’s on security detail for the nursery. This is what happens when a culture decides personal responsibility is optional and the government (or the streets) will just keep handing out the bottle.
We didn’t free them so they could turn into professional infants with jewelry. We freed them so they could stand up, raise their kids, and stop needing somebody else to wipe their mouth. Judging by this clip, a few of them are still waiting on the bottle warmer.
Clown world stays undefeated.
At local fairs in Michigan, you can now find Islamic booths for little girls to try on hijabs.
Because there’s nothing more ‘progressive’ than indoctrinating little girls into covering their hair so they don’t ‘provoke’ adult Muslim men.