He spoke at the RNC. He is Black. Burning down churches was a Klan thing, not popular with Black folk today.
I think you got your pastors mixed up. Jeffress is white and in Dallas, I think the young black pastor that spoke at RNC was from Detroit. Can't remember his name.
When I drove trucks for IWX, we had a regular produce delivery in Detroit. It was midnight delivery time.
One time I was sitting on side street waiting to get into the dock. This black girl came up to the truck wanting to talk.
All of a sudden, four guys came running off that dock. They beat the crap out of the black girl and a black guy that was sneaking up on the blind side of truck.
When the finished the bearing they threw them both out in the middle of the busy cross street.
I hollered at them, "Are you going to leave them there?"
They hollered back, "Darn right we are. You KNOW what they were going to do to you."
And when word of that beating got around, no one else went over there screwing around.
I knew this guy in Chicago who joined the Marines. He was in Beirut when the barracks got bombed. Lucky he wasn't in there when that happened.
He got out after 10 years and joined the DEA. He told me some interesting stories about our fearless leaders and drugs.
They got the Bush brothers, Jeb and George on video tape in Miami picking up a kilo of coke. I must have been a big party. I bet that video has been lost long ago.
And they put a phone tap on the private phone line at the Governor's mansion in Little Rock when Bill Clinton was Governor, telling the party on the other end, "Yeah, go pick up another pound." of cocaine.
Bill Clinton has a Perforated Septum, a hole in his nose from doing too much good coke. I wonder if he can whistle Dixie thru that hole? ROTFLOL
Shit, I never realised how much fun I could have by calling random fuqs on the internets "liverlips". I have lots of new enemies now. I need to break out box of bugs /and stamps.
Shit, I never realised how much fun I could have by calling random fuqs on the internets "liverlips". I have lots of new enemies now. I need to break out box of bugs /and stamps.
We've got our little physician so tittilated that she want's to drive to Indy and make a movie.
We worked Garth Brooks in Iowa City, Iowa. Our crew was doing front stage Security. This was in 1996 when we were doing shows on the road.
People brought up gifts for Garth and we put them on the corner of the stage. He came over to pick them up. He whacked me in the hat with the head of his guitar. If I wasn't wearing my hat I night have gotten a lump.
That is when they took the picture. I made Page One of Section Two of the Des Moines Register.
I opened the hotel room door the morning of the 2nd show to get breakfast The door across the hall was open. This girl was in there. When she saw me, she started pointing and shouting, "IT'S YOU! IT'S YOU!"
She came running out in the hall with the newspaper, still pointing and shouting, "IT'S YOU! CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH?"
I signed the paper for her and went downstairs and cleaned out the paper machine.
Her BF wanted to come to the corner of the stage to take a picture. I saw him standing by the gate and waved him down. I looked away and when I looked back the cop was hustling him up the stairs. He came down the stairs and almost knocked the cop flat. The cop threw him out, but someone let him back in. I said to him, "Listen. I said you could come down and take a picture. I didn't say you could be drunk."
When we got back to Chicago, the next show, I handed a copy to my supervisor. He held it up, and Danny, the boss said, "This is neat. I'm going to cut it out and hang it in the office."
All those copies of that newspaper were in my dresser drawer when that pastor gave away my furniture. There were a lot of other valuable items in those drawers too. I doubt St. Peter will let him in the Golden City after doing this. I didn't sell him my furniture. ;)