I was gone all day. The few times I turned on the a.m. stations in my car, I heard a lot of controversy about Jesse Jackson and some things he said about Obama.
The first idiotic thing about this is...if you are waiting to be interviewed, and you have a microphone attached, why not assume it's on? Especially if you're going to insult someone.
Then, Jackson said he wanted to cut off a part of Obama's anatomy. Now...how does that even make sense? If you don't agree with someone, you jump right to that? Why anyone even gives Jackson the time of day, is beyond me. He's proven time and time again that he's racist. That he's a bully that shakes businesses down for money.
When he's raised money for charity, he's been shown to keep the money and only give a small portion of it to the charity (citing "administrative costs"). Yet, he's a rich man. And, he's a racist, pathetic, loser.
I thought I'd change Rick Springfield's "Jessie's Girl" to make it about Jesse Jackson. It's almost 3:00 a.m. And, I'm no Weird Al. So, not sure how this will turn out:
Jesse ain't his friend/ Yeah, I know he's been talkin' smack all the time./ And lately something's changed/ It ain't hard to define/ Jesse's mad there's a guy gettin' attention/ That he has pined./ And he's watchin' him with those buggy eyes/ And he's having illegitimate kids, I just know it./ Ask him tough questions,/ Jackson folds his arms, and just denies... (chorus) You know I wish that Jesse would go away/ You know I wish that Jesse would go away/ Where can we send an idiot like that?
Interviewers play along with his charade./ There doesn't seem to be any sense he ever makes./ You know, he probably felt so dirty during the Duke case/ He stuck up for the stripper without details,/ he was wrong, and found out much too late.
But he's probably watching her with his bug eyes./ As she's somewhere dancing on a pole/ As the lacrosse team cancelled a season/ Can't Jesse Jackson go somewhere like the North Pole?
You know I bet Jesse hates Obama's nomination/ He wishes it was him/ Back in 1984/ Why does he look like a loser that's sore?
And I wonder when he looks in the mirror/ Just exactly what does he see./ I remember when he was in New York City/ Complaining about all the hymies.....
(guitar solo)
I was gone all day. The few times I turned on the a.m. stations in my car, I heard a lot of controversy about Jesse Jackson and some things he said about Obama.
The first idiotic thing about this is...if you are waiting to be interviewed, and you have a microphone attached, why not assume it's on? Especially if you're going to insult someone.
Then, Jackson said he wanted to cut off a part of Obama's anatomy. Now...how does that even make sense? If you don't agree with someone, you jump right to that? Why anyone even gives Jackson the time of day, is beyond me. He's proven time and time again that he's racist. That he's a bully that shakes businesses down for money.
When he's raised money for charity, he's been shown to keep the money and only give a small portion of it to the charity (citing "administrative costs"). Yet, he's a rich man. And, he's a racist, pathetic, loser.
I thought I'd change Rick Springfield's "Jessie's Girl" to make it about Jesse Jackson. It's almost 3:00 a.m. And, I'm no Weird Al. So, not sure how this will turn out:
Jesse ain't his friend/ Yeah, I know he's been talkin' smack all the time./ And lately something's changed/ It ain't hard to define/ Jesse's mad there's a guy gettin' attention/ That he has pined./ And he's watchin' him with those buggy eyes/ And he's having illegitimate kids, I just know it./ Ask him tough questions,/ Jackson folds his arms, and just denies... (chorus) You know I wish that Jesse would go away/ You know I wish that Jesse would go away/ Where can we send an idiot like that?
Interviewers play along with his charade./ There doesn't seem to be any sense he ever makes./ You know, he probably felt so dirty during the Duke case/ He stuck up for the stripper without details,/ he was wrong, and found out much too late.
But he's probably watching her with his bug eyes./ As she's somewhere dancing on a pole/ As the lacrosse team cancelled a season/ Can't Jesse Jackson go somewhere like the North Pole?
You know I bet Jesse hates Obama's nomination/ He wishes it was him/ Back in 1984/ Why does he look like a loser that's sore?
And I wonder when he looks in the mirror/ Just exactly what does he see./ I remember when he was in New York City/ Complaining about all the hymies.....
(guitar solo)