Well it’s official, there will be no three-peat. No third presidential term for a Black man in the White House. I kid. There was never a chance. Ben had a little run but frankly his “candidacy” accomplished two things:
1. It gave some fringe white folks a chance to “prove” they aren’t racist by falling in line with his half-baked rhetoric
2. He lost the hero worship of most every Black person who purchased Gifted Hands
Ben looked and sounded like a hypnotized kook. I started to think some evil puppet-master was controlling his words and actions. More likely, he was just over-matched in the way most of us would be on the big stage of shit we’re not really qualified for. You know enough to keep it interesting when no one is paying attention but when the spotlight hits and the experts start testing your positions and bold pronouncements, cracks start to show.
So long, Ben. You now occupy that racial purgatory where white folks don’t really mess with you in numbers big enough to matter and Black folks don’t fool with you at all. It’s a shame, this dude used to be one of our modern day heroes. He was a new name to trot out during Black History Month [no disrespect to Martin or Rosa] but that’s not happening now, and for what? A snowball’s-chance-in-hell shot at the presidency? Now he’s Stacy Dash. Or Raven. This one hurts more because we got down with him for his smarts, I mean, this cat is literally a BRAIN SURGEON. Or at least he was. As he stood there endorsing Trump he didn’t exactly sound like a brain surgeon or a thinking person. We assumed your Gifted Hands came with a Beautiful Mind… damn.
Anyway, enjoy this Daily Show parody as yet another brother falls out of our consciousness.
