Just as I have recently taken a great liking to Bruce Springsteen's music, after having recently "discovered" him where he was hiding in plain sight...
I have never liked Obama, have never thought of him as black. He is some kind of mutt, I have always thought.
He seems to be one of those black men who wake up and their first thought is; "Here I am a black man, waking up. What's a black man gonna have for breakfast; let's see if a black man got any mail..." type of thing.
When you tell him a story, say: "I was at the store and I handed the cashier 5 bucks and my change was supposed to be like a dollar fifty and he hands it to me all in dimes and nickels..."
His response would be: "Black guy, or white guy?" as if that is integral to him wrapping his head around the story and picturing what was going on...
You've seen the type, right?
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