Like the proverbial fly who patiently waits until the horse converts the hay into manure, "Podium Al" Sharpton normally is around to fan the flames of any incident into his own personal agenda, hence the nickkname "Podium Al". I assume that wherever he goes, he brings his podium, ostensibly to hide the fact that he's had more than his fair share of collard greens and chitlins.
Lately, as the likes of Michael Vick, O.J. Simpson and Barry Bonds hit the news, he's been quite quiet. One would think that he'd be at the forefront lamenting racism, cronyism, sexism, fatsoism, fried chickenism, watermelonism and antidisestablishmentarianism. Today, the following excerpt was taken from AOL news:
FBI, IRS Probe Sharpton's Finances
This Date In History: 1621; Under the care of Robert Cushman, the first American furs to be exported from the continent leave for England. 1642; Dutch Navigator Abel Tasman discovers New Zealand. Residents there advise him that New Zealand wasn't lost (are you reading this?). 1769; Dartmouth College is chartered 1862; Outnumbered Confederate forces defeat Union troops at the Battle of Fredericksburg, Virginia. 1979; The first Susan B. Anthony dollars is minted. 2003; U.S. troops capture Saddam Hussein, who is found hiding in a small underground chamber dubbed a "spider hole".
Birthdays: Heinrich Heine, German poet (1797), Mark Connelly, American playwright (1980), Ferguson Jenkins, professional baseball player (1943).
The Hits Just Keep On Coming:
A man is stumbling through the woods totally drunk when he comes upon a preacher baptizing people in the river. The drunk walks into the water and subsequently bumps into the preacher. The preacher turns around and is almost overcome by the smell of booze. Whereupon he asks the drunk, "Are you ready to find Jesus?"
"Yes I am" replies the drunk, so the preacher grabs him and dunks him in the river. He pulls him up and asks the drunk, "Brother have you found Jesus?"
The drunk replies, "No, I haven't." The preacher,shocked at the answer, dunks him into the water again, but for a bit longer this time. He pulls him out of the water and asks again, "Have you found Jesus, my brother?"
The drunk again answers, "No, I have not found Jesus."
By this time the preacher is at his wits end so he dunks the drunk in the water again, but this time he holds him down for about 30 seconds.
When the drunk begins kicking his arms and legs, the preacher pulls him up. The preacher asks the drunk again, "For the love of God, have you found Jesus?"
The drunk wipes his eyes and catches his breath and says to the preacher,
"Are you sure this is where he fell in?"
That's it for today my little fruit cakes (you had to know that one was coming sooner or later). More Tomorrow.
Stay Tuned !