Because he’s not racist at all — oh, no, not even close; he’s the least racist person you’ll ever meet … the least racist — Donald Trump hate-tweeted at Al Sharpton early this morning. (If you’re a black politician or celebrity and he hasn’t attacked you yet, don’t worry. He’ll get around to it. Though I assume Frederick Douglass is safe. Can’t be too sure about Harriet Tubman, though.)
This time, Little Donnie Snowflake was triggered by a photo of Sharpton heading to Baltimore to repudiate the racist nonsense spewing out of 1600 Penn like a defective lawn sprinkler ever since Trump made the White House KKK HQ North. (And, of course, it goes without saying that the projection in this tweet is off the charts.)https://twitter.com/realDonaldTrump/status/1155787721576779776?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw
And here’s how Sharpton responded:
“Donald Trump and I have known each other 25 years. I marched on him with Central Park Five. I dealt with him on the birther issue. He can say what he wants. He called me a troublemaker? Yes. I make trouble for bigots. I made trouble for him with Central Park. I made trouble with him for birtherism. I’m going to keep making trouble for bigots. As far as me being a con man, if he really thought I was a con man, he’d be nominating me for his cabinet.”
Thank you, Reverend. Enjoy Baltimore. I doubt you’ll see any rats. Unless you stay at one of Jared Kushner’s properties, of course.
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