Posted on 12/28/2014 6:14:26 PM PST by lightman
Rhea Simmons sets up a table for her discussion about Kwanzaa at Alexander's Family Restaurant on Saturday. (Jason Plotkin - Daily Record/Sunday News)
Ping
On the second day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.
On the third day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Three Dixie Chicks.
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.
On the fourth day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Four Lenin busts.
Three Dixie Chicks,
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.
On the fifth day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Five fel-on-ies.
Four Lenin busts,
Three Dixie Chicks,
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.
On the sixth day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Six Castro jumpsuits.
Five fel-on-ies,
Four Lenin busts,
Three Dixie Chicks,
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.
On the seventh day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Seven Mao pajamas,
Six Castro jumpsuits,
Five fel-on-ies,
Four Lenin busts
Three Dixie Chicks,
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.
Made me think of the song from the Seinfeld episode with Bert Midler:
“Well, you made a long journey from Milan to Minsk, Rochelle, Rochelle...”
Kwanzaa ping.
Kwanzaa is for atheists, Communists, and, possibly, Unitarians.
Any mention of black supremacy and murder and that NO ONE in Africa celebrates this silliness?
Who in the world takes that sh1t seriously?
"Kwanzaa's roots stretch from York to Africa"
Using incredibly long garden hoses and extension cords.
(And a really big soldering iron)
I drove by a Unitarian Universalist ‘church’ the other day and noted that half the congregation weren’t saying and the other half weren’t sure.
I thought it came from the Flintstones, that alien guy. But I get him mixed up with that plant that grows really fast in the south.
I met my first black person when I was about 7 years old. We were on a train to Chicago, and I met a little black boy about my age. The only experience I had previously with black people was through my little Golden Books (Little Black Sambo), and the occasional sighting on TV. Our conversation went something like this:
Me: Gee! Are you from Africa?
Him: Naw, I’s from New Yawk!
We quickly became fast friends for the remainder of the trip, two American boys about the same age.
Seems to me Kwanzaa only separates Americans based on skin color, and does nothing to celebrate a common American heritage.
Christmas isn’t appropriate for most black Americans? How racist can you get?
If Kwanzaa has been around since 1966 and is intended to bring good into the world can the saps celebrating it tell us when we might expect this good to be delivered?
All we see are mass brawls at shopping malls and fast good joints. Or is that the ‘collective work’ part?
Fast good -> fast food
Pa pa pa uma Mau Mau...Pa pa Uma Mau Mau...
Wasn’t corn a New World plant that never originally grew in Africa?
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