Our first Halloween with a black president is upon us, which almost certainly means that we will bear witness to a bevy of “edgy” costumes in which the whole joke is that the president is black.
“There’s nothing racial about this costume,” the kid in the blackface will say as he clutches a copy of the “Audacity of Hope” while being flanked by slutty “Secret Service” agents. “We’re just having some fun! I’m not a racist!”
Can you believe the gall of these hypothetical motherfuckers?
I, for one, am deeply offended by these as-yet-unworn costumes, and I invite you all to join me in preemptive indignation.
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