#jack shit

"Hey Tim Scott,

You spent years tap dancing through every interview, every speech, every Sunday show appearance telling America that racism was basically over and that your success story proved everybody else just needed to work harder and complain less.

You carried water for people who mocked civil rights, demonized poor people, gutted diversity programs, attacked voting rights, and treated Black history like a disease.

And for what?

No VP slot. No cabinet throne. No real power. Not even basic respect.

You confessed your admiration on national television for people who viewed you as nothing more than a convenient talking point — the “See? We have one!” guy standing in the background smiling on cue.

Then the second you showed the smallest trace of independence and questioned that disgusting Obama monkey post, your own side turned on you like starving wolves.

Suddenly the loyal house servant wasn’t loyal enough.

Now you’re sitting in a car recording cellphone videos reminding the world that you’re still Black.

Trust us, Senator — nobody forgot.

The problem is that you spent so much time trying to convince other people that racism wasn’t real that now, when it smacks you directly in the face, you want sympathy from the same community you lectured for years.

You defended the people stripping away protections for minorities, women, the poor, and working-class families. You stood beside people cheering the destruction of programs our grandparents marched, bled, and died for.

And now you look shocked that the crowd you entertained never actually saw you as an equal.

The Bible talks about the Prodigal Son returning home after losing everything.

But the Prodigal Son came home humble. You spent years helping burn the house down.

And now you’re politically homeless: too Black for the people you defended, too eager to defend them for the people you abandoned.

That’s the tragedy of selling your dignity for a seat at a table that was never meant for you.

Tim, you may be the PRODIGAL SON, BUT YOU CAN’T COME HOME."

We saw it coming. He didn't want to.

Too Black for the people you defended, too eager to defend them for the people you abandoned. That’s the tragedy of selling your dignity for a seat at a table that was never meant for you. Tim, you may be the PRODIGAL SON, BUT YOU CAN’T COME HOME." We saw it coming. He didn't want to.

First if all, much respect to you Jedi Master.

Second of all:

okay I think about this newspaper scrap that you can find at Micahs’ Strawberry camp all the time.

so first things first, no Amos?? Micah is only 17 here, meaning Amos is either not born yet, or still really young. Does that mean his mother has him? Micahs never mentioned his mother ever, so I assume that she’s either dead or dumped Micah on his father when he was born.  I’ve always been under the assumption that Amos is a half-brother. I doubt anyone would be able to tolerate Micah the 2nd long enough to have 2 children with him. 

next thing, Micah is only 17. SEVENTEEN. he is still a child and is committing crimes like this, and has probably been doing this kinda stuff from birth. Micahs father is a piece of shit, as we know, and Micah even confirms this thought camp stories and such.  but to see so much bloodshed from such a young age is really gonna mess with a character, especially a child. Micah clearly has trauma issues, maybe even PTSD linked in with events like this. I assume Micah kept this scrap because it was his first heist that hit the papers, but he’s kept this scrap for 22 years. 

is he proud of this?? does he keep it as a memento?? did he finally bin it after receiving the letter from Amos, the one where Amos cuts him off for good, and maybe Micah began stripping all attachments/thoughts of his family?? 

With all that Red Vs Blue you've been posting, I'm missing a really good one :P

I think I know what scene this is from and that sadly isn’t an actual quote :(