What If Bristol Palin Was Black?

This guy says it well. But I've always believed that a picture is worth a thousand words.

**************

**************

Let me tell you something:

Sarah Palin is not a nice person. I can't tell you how I know that (oh! Don't you want to scream when someone says that) but just trust that I have a VERY inside source.

***************

***************

Let me tell you something else:

I've been helping African American single mothers since I finished Lard School in 1982. They know. Oh, yes, they know all too well that what YOU think of them. They know that somewhere down in your heart that YOU think that THEY are basically responsible for the destruction of The American Way. (No, I'm not talking to you, dear reader, but the Man and Woman In The Street). And they're just quietly going about their business with dignity.

******************

******************

Yes, there are some "lazy AA women on welfare." Yes, there are PLENTY of "lazy caucasian women on welfare too." Yes, I'm all for welfare reform. It should be a fallback temporary thing. Every single person in America should be able to get training for a lucrative career.

********************

********************

Some women won't. Some women will spend their lives being professional "girlfriends"--I've met some of these. They live with any man who will support them, until they get too old and get replaced, and sometimes they'll go live with a kid and never be productive. Some women will never diaper your kid or sell you gas or give you a shot or clean the factory or write a brief.

*********************

*********************

But some of them will! And I'm proud to say I've seen women crawl out of the trap that they were born into. Born into a society that hasn't really progressed that much since Diana Ross wailed "Love Child."

**********************

**********************

You think that I don't feel love

But what I feel for you is real love

In others eyes I see reflected

A hurt, scorned, rejected

Love child, never meant to be

Love child, born in poverty

Love child, never meant to be

Love child, take a look at me

I started my life in an old, cold run down tenement slum

My father left, he never even married mom

I shared the guilt my mama knew

So afraid that others knew I had no name

****************************

****************************

I'm proud to say that I know women born into poverty who are now guarding prisoners, processing crime scenes, writing briefs, working on Worker's Comp claims, doing payrolls for a business, buying houses, and raising children.