For the life of me, I will never understand the kind of Black conservative that longs to be nestled under the bosom of stupid, indignant White conservatives, hoping to get an animal cookie–or better yet, ogled like a baby kangaroo at the National Zoo.
Before you even dare suggest it, I’m not referring to the likes of Colin Powell or even Condoleezza Rice. I’m referring to the type of Black conservative willing to dismiss history and the dignity of their people and other disenfranchised groups in order to have a media career among those who hate them.
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