According to Bernie, There’s No Room at the “Table of Brotherhood”

Fuck you Bernie.

You can pander your little commie heart out for all I care, but you better find a different way in. I’ve lost way too much to fighting skinheads and other assorted ragtag clusters of racists over the years. ACTUAL racists, genuine hate-fueled bastards who can’t be reasoned with racists, not your definition of the word, which I don’t think even HAS a definition anymore, other than, apparently, “white”. Your target demographic is the type of individual who has somehow come to believe it’s noble to cop to being a racist even though you aren’t one just to draw Facebook likes for your struggle to rise above it. People so weak-minded that they hate their own skin because they were told to. I guess we owe you for drawing them out – it’s the only way most of us would have believed they really exist – but we don’t owe you much.

And we don’t owe you this. When you stand on a national stage as a serious contender for President of the United States of America and you claim we’re racist top to bottom, you’ll have the admiration of the lemmings, but there’s really only one group you’re actually helping. Calling us all racists is an absolute gift to the real ones.

You pander with that material from that platform, you give them power they could never get on their own. If you belong to a group that’s nothing but scattered little pockets of sad and stupid losers. You just gotta love a Senator instilling fear in the masses on your behalf. Even the Klan knows it’s rapidly dying off; you want your constituents to believe they’re on the verge of taking over. They ARE dangerous garbage, to be sure. But it’s been a very long time since they’ve had any real power beyond what each member could put his actual, physical hands on. The only psychological power they currently enjoy is what people like you give them.

It was people like you who decided “MAGA” is racist, now there are people who feel real fear when they see one of those caps. You have your people out there confiscating those caps off of complete stranger’s heads. You have people adding those caps to the description of a couple of assailants who didn’t exist perpetrating an assault that didn’t happen. Make America Great Again would be a long forgotten campaign slogan if you hadn’t made it mythic. You’ve even managed to convince your people the ok sign is supremacist code ferchrissakes. You really gotta WANT to be afraid to buy into a thing like that.

I despise racist scum. I’ve fought them where I’ve found them. I’ve lost too much to watch the likes of you glorifying them for votes. I’ve got scars. I have recurring headaches. My right hand hates the winter, a lifetime souvenir from the Denver skinhead I rapped in the mouth and drew back with one of his nasty teeth embedded between my knuckles. And you’re going to CALL me one? I buried a friend lost to the cause, interceding when he saw three of those bastards jump a man. You want to call HIM one too? Like I said. Fuck you, Bernie
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Bama has been a rodeo cowboy, a professional stuntman, and, for 38 years and counting, a bouncer at various biker bars and redneck rat cage juke joints through the Deep South. He makes cool stuff as Crimson Tied Paragear, using knots his Army Ranger Scoutmaster taught him at Boy Scout summer camp deep in the Okinawan boonies back in 1972.