Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Note to Philly: Obama Won the Election--Not George Wallace

I think James Carville once said about Pennsylvania that there's Pittsburgh and Philadelphia and then in between is Alabama. Well, apparently, the good people at The Valley Swim Club outside of Philly have decided to change zip codes and time periods.

Apparently, they feared the nigra invasion that happened after they took the money and gave swim passes to the children of The Creative Steps Day Camp and saw all those dusky children from Northeast Philly jump into their pristine waters.

"When the minority children got in the pool all of the Caucasian children immediately exited the pool," Horace Gibson, parent of a day camp child, wrote in an email. "The pool attendants came and told the black children that they did not allow minorities in the club and needed the children to leave immediately."

Who can blame them? That shit does come off, right? You don't want your precious children swimming in ink, do you?

Well the president of the swim club, John Doucheler--oh, sorry, John Duesler apparently thinks so.

"there was concern that a lot of kids would change the complexion ... and the atmosphere of the club."

Apparently, Mr. Duesler hasn't heard that this is the Age of Obama, and that our great nation has reached POST-RACIAL UTOPIA!!!

But, as you can probably guess, this segregationist ain't standing guard alone protecting the gates of Racial Purity. Hell naw, Mistah Chahlie! There are apparently tons of private clubs across this color-blind land of ours who are still whites-only. And, of course, it is perfectly legal.

Come on, people! Your fight is over! You lost! Get over it!

Shit, George "Segregation Now, Segregation Forever" Wallace is dead! And he even changed his racist views before he died! Sure, it took a couple shots to the dome and his being paralyzed for the rest of his life, but he got over his white supremacy. Let's hope it doesn't take such drastic measures for yall to change yern ... assholes.

Now, everybody sing along with me:

Kumbaya my lord, kumbaya!
Kumbaya my lord, kumbaya!
Kumbaya my lord, kumbaya!
Oh lord, kumbaya!

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