Arrr! Trump be jabberin' about Kamala's roots while meetin' with Black scribes—what a barnacle-brained scallywag he be!
2024-07-31
Arrr, me hearties! Trump be squawkin' that Kamala be foolin' the crew ‘bout her colors! At a gathering of scribes in Chicago, he be claimin’ he thought her blackness be a surprise from the depths of Davy Jones’ locker! Blimey, what news be this?
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout the brash and blustery Donald Trump, who sailed into Chicago to parley with the National Association of Black Journalists. But lo and behold, instead of smooth seas, the interview turned stormy, as our former captain of the ship of state unleashed a wild claim upon the unsuspecting crew!With the swagger of a seafaring scoundrel, Trump declared that Kamala Harris, the fierce first mate of the vice presidency, had been pulling the wool over the eyes of the good folk regarding her lineage. Aye, he said she only ever sang songs of her Indian heritage, and it took him a good while to realize she had the blood of the Black seas running in her veins!
“Arrr, I didn’t know she was Black until I be hearing it from the wind!” he proclaimed, as if he’d just spotted a treasure map. The crowd must’ve roared with laughter, for what a tale to tell! In the grand theater of politics, this be but another jest in the great and tumultuous ocean of discourse. So, let us raise a tankard to the absurdity of it all—may the winds of reason blow fairer on the morrow!