No Offense Taken "Cracking Down On The KKK"

(two experiences lead me to write this skit the first happened at school. This bully I knew was a well known racist at school truly self-described racist and I heard him talking about a sexual desire he had for some black celebrity I can't remember but feel free to assume it could have Halle Berry and I asked him if he was a racist who had told me a few days earlier interracial marriage is "morally wrong" then how could he justify liking black women and he told me that he simply wanted to have sex with her not marry her and the second experience was I asked this white ex-friend of mine if she thought racism would ever end and she said no because "black people would never let it go" and I asked her how could she be such a racist and she said the only reason I wasn't racist was because I found black women sexually attractive or otherwise I would speak like her apparently)

(backstage of a fashion show with two major fashion designers)
Mr. Falentino: Mr. Cunilini who do we have headlining our urban clothing line?
Mr. Cunilini: Well I'm glad to say we got Latisha Krenshaw showcasing our blue jeans and t-shirt products and we have Giesselle Groingwoppenheiger wearing our dreaded rainbow colored business suit and polka dot vinyl pants
Mr. Falentino: Giesselle Groingwoppenheiger, isn't she that temperamental chain smoking drama queen that looks like a transvestite hooker from Auschwitz? Why do we want her modeling our clothes? And why in God's name do we have rainbow business suits with vinyl polka dot pants in our product line?
Mr. Cunilini: (exasperated) Let me tell you one last time Mr. Falentino. We are fashion designers, the most left wing branch of the liberal media, so our job is to change the standard of beauty from the fascist white debutaunt look to a more racially broad scope. We started with tans and fuller lips, then moved on to Latinos and Asians, then to light brown African women with straight hair and to the big booty full body Nubian princesses and all the while we try to make blondes look more stupid, plastic, and anatomically improbable and therefore less desirable thus Marilyn Monroe, Farrah Fawcett, Pamela Anderson, Britney Spears...
Mr. Falentino: But what's the purpose of this?
Mr. Cunilini: Well the more white people find African-American women beautiful and the less attracted they become to European-American women the less recruits enter white terrorist organizations
(Meanwhile at a Klan barbecue with only two Klansmen)
KKKMan1: (mock disgust at a lingerie catalog) Aaugh look at all these disgusting black women in this magazine.
KKKMan2: I know, where are all the white women at? If I wanted big asses I'd screw my donkey.
KKKMan1: You do screw your donkey
KKKMan2: You're right I do screw that donkey I guess black women can't be so bad
(Disclaimer: This was just a skit, the part of the Klansmen was to represent a stereotypical hypocrisy in the beauty standard {ie men who are racist typically commit beastiality} and I don't mean to imply any objectification of women based on either race or looks other than having a broader view of superficial beauty and not taking it so seriously that you only want or only want to be anorexic pale white divas)

Poetry Post 76

Field Of Grass
Running through the field so green
Taking in the air so clean
Living in this place of peace wandering free
Living forever in Earth's harmony
As I lie down under a shady tree
Living on what God gave me
Spending my day down by the creek
Letting all my pain grow weak
I am on a high of fresh air
I can do whatever I dare
There's no cloud to ruin the fun
Just the warm thrill of the sun
Climbing on every rock and tree
Letting myself be me
Swimming across the river so deep
Climbing all the hills so high and steep
I've forgotten all about my blues
I've forgotten all my bad news
With what God gave me I feel refreshed and anew
I am free to do what I want to do
To enjoy what Mother Nature has to provide
Here away from society I will hide
Peace and calmness comes upon me
I am finally out and free

Waiting For God's Day
So many Christians waiting for Armageddon
Lagging, waiting, whining, toiling on
They focus on the destination not the path
So ungratefully they grow in wrath
Everyone wanting to see the Kingdom today
Not recognizing the present is more than a gateway
There is a reason God alone knows the hour
So He can see what we'll do with our mortal power

Illusive Love
Every day in the morning I say "I love you" but no one receives it
I hear a voice telling me one day there will be, if only I believed it
The only way I can survive the lonely nights in my bed
Is to keep a vision of my illusive love in my head