“Goddamn it! I said HEEL, you goddamn Black assed dogs!!! I’m your Massa’s wife and I say HEEL you Black motherfuckers!!!”
Hillary Clinton was heard using some extremely colorful language when giving a speech on the demeanor of Black people in AmeriKKKa since the official end of slavery. Apparently, there has been marauding gangs of Black Super Predators running amok and lynching white folks by the hundreds. They have also been gunning down white folks for merely attempting to sit at a lunch counter and partake of a sam’ich. They should know better. Lunch counters are not for these Black Super Predators! Lunch counters are for the Ku Klux Klan to socialize, compare schedules and figure out when there is a waning crescent moon, don those white sheets and hoods and commence to showing those Black Super Predators just what it means to invoke the ire of the overseers in this here plantation called, “AmeriKKKa!”
“We also have to initiate an organized effort against descendants of slaves…. They are not just ex-slaves anymore. They are often the kinds of fierce Black motherfuckers that are called super predators. No conscience, no empathy. We can talk about why they ended up that way, but first we have to bring them to heel, and the president has asked the FBI to launch a very concerted effort against descendants of slaves, everywhere.” – Hillary Clinton
“Now, we all know that the slavers were extremely careful with their slave cargo. Those Black-assed motherfuckers in the cargo holds were having all sorts of wild orgies; card games, shooting dice, ordering rum punch and prostitutes. No one even bothered to interfere with their horrible vices. To this day, I cannot figure out why we allowed them to come to AmeriKKKa in the first place to work good paying jobs because now, they have morphed into a race of Super Predators, just a preying on innocent white folks as they lie in their beds at night, counting angelic sheep and hoping against all hope that they get through another night without waking up to white sheets, hoods, torches and crosses. Bill and I have worried ourselves sleepless on how to bring these Super Predators to heel. We have finally found a temporary solution to the problem. We have taken up the gauntlet where Ronald Reagan left off. No MORE WELFARE QUEENS! And this time we mean it. Don’t bother with the statistics that prove that lily-white asses like mine are all up on the dole and hold the dubious distinction of having the highest percentage of recipients on welfare. Yes, they be white, but we will ignore the facts and continue to ‘white wash’ the shit in AmeriKKKa like we always do. There is no need to air our dirty laundry in public. That’s why we got hired help. Thank you Mexico! Where was I? Oh, of course. Not only did my dear philandering husband Bill, overhaul this nation’s welfare program, but he also signed into law that great trade agreement, NAFTA(North American Free Trade Agreement) on December 8, 1993, that literally decimated American jobs, sent them to Mexico and Canada. Once we had taken the jobs away from these Black heathen-like Super Predators, the next step was to find somewhere to house them before they burned down our great cities in search of food and some place to live. So Bill came up with the great idea to get tough on crime AND how!”
“My husband Bill almost swooned with joy when speaking of the ‘three-strikes law’, a $30billion dollar crime bill that created dozens of new federal capital crimes, mandated life sentences for some three-time offenders, and authorized more than $16 billion for state prison grants and the expansion of police forces. And by the time my husband left office in 2001, the United States had the highest rate of incarceration in the world of mostly Black Super Predators. We taught those Black-assed Super Predators just who was boss! We denied them good paying jobs by way of NAFTA and what NAFTA didn’t do, the criminal justice system accomplished. But these Super Predators are a wily bunch of hooligans and for some reason, they just refuse to all drop dead and now, here I am once again, attempting to ‘court’ their vote and hide my disdain, contempt and pure hatred for this sub-human species that we have tried to eradicate, but so far, to no avail. However, once I am elected president, I shall take up where Dear Bill left off because those Black heathens are just so forgiving and forgetful. There was a saying back in the good ole days between the slavers, ‘I sure hope Jeb that these Black heathens don’t have brains as big as their peckers!’ And you know what? They don’t!”
“So, yeah! Vote for me, you stupid Black motherfuckers! You’ll get just what you’re dying for. I shall see to it! And I’ve got a new campaign chant just for these Black Super Predators.”
‘I would hang you high myself,
but I wouldn’t want to soil my hands.
Mamie, come bring me some lemonade
as I wow these niggers in the stands.
They will vote for me, I am sure,
because their brains are the size of peas.
Just take a look at all those Black faces
wanting me to do to them just what I please!
I will take care of you and that’s a fact.
You can believe that what I say is true.
You’ve forgotten what Bill did and now here I am.
We gone put y’all niggers back in the zoo!’
Shelby I. Courtland (temporary ‘chant’ writer for Hillary Clinton)
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland
So, to ALL the Negroes out there, go right ahead and vote for Hillary Clinton and when that warmonger hands you your ass on a platter, shut the fuck up! You got just what you deserve!