Well, the attention whore finally got what he
wanted. Former quarterback for the San
Francisco 49ers, Colin Kaepernick, will see items related to his national anthem
protest placed in an exhibit at the Smithsonian’s National Museum of African
American History.
The NMAAH has nearly 40,000 items in its collection but
not one damn thing to honor such luminary blacks as George Washington Carver,
Thurgood Marshall, Satchel Paige, Willie Mays, Magic Johnson, Condoleezza Rice,
Thomas Sowell or Clarence Thomas.
Putting Kaepernick’s game-worn jersey, shoes and a
picture donated by Harry Edwards in an exhibit would be an utter disgrace. The museum defends its decision by replying,
“The collection is in line with the museum’s larger collecting efforts to
document the varied areas of society that have been impacted by the Black Lives
Matter movement.”
Why not include his “cops-as-pigs” socks and his Castro
T-shirt?
I have a suggestion for a highly appropriate item to be
made part of the exhibit: the “Special Flammable Colin Kaepernick jersey”.
He described the American flag as “just a piece of
cloth.”
As of this writing, the ungrateful POS hasn’t signed with
any team for the 2017 season. He has had
an incredibly inconsistent career. He
faded in the seasons leading up to his protests winning just three games in his
last 19 starts. The 49ers finished in
last place for the second season in a row.
The NAACP and members of the NYPD are threatening a
nationwide boycott meant to “send a message” to NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell.
The moment this douchebag began refusing to stand for the
playing of the national anthem and other jock-sniffing courtiers began to join
him I boycotted the NFL. Am I now supposed
to watch the games because the NAACP and the NYPD have called for a boycott?
Nah. I don’t think so.
The NFL needs to grow a pair. Kaepernick and all the thugs, wife-beaters,
rapists and shoplifters throughout the NFL are detested by fans.
Goodell has a tough circle to square. This has festered
for far too long.
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