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We were entertained, once again, by one of the icons of the socialist - progressive movement. The Right Reverend Mr. Jesse Jackson, saviour of the Black African Race in America and all points east, west, north, and (dare we say it?) South has weighed in about how the Negro athletes who are professionally involved in the National Football League, and the National Basketball Association, and the American Society for the Protection of Absurd Racial, Ethnic, and Whatever Anything (and pets) are being shamed.
He declared that several score years in the past, Negroes were reduced to having to pick "cotton balls", and that that denigration of these horribly evil practices upon the Black African "community" had been re-awakened due to the fact that Black African athletes had been reduced to having to "pick foot balls" or "having to pick basket balls".
We do not even wish to point out that I, my older brothers, my mother, and even my wife (but only for a brief period one afternoon), picked cotton....not cotton balls, and what in the South are correctly known as "cotton bolls".....(pronounced cotton 'bowls"). It should be noted that the Mexicans who worked for my father / mother's agricultural operations had a way of separating the seed from the lint. They were that manually adept. But to the point, the act of picking was "picking cotton". The things we were picking were "cotton bolls (pronounced 'bowls')".
Tired of "Leaders"....who cannot even pronounce the word "bolls" when he from a cotton-producing State. At least they know how to pay for their who......excuse me....feminine friends. Always with someone else's money.
Thanks, as usual for your time and attention.
El Gringo Viejo
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