https://misadventuresindiversity.wordpress.com/2015/08/10/black-lives-matter-way-too-much/

holy shit
A black criminal resists or attacks a white cop or a mostly non-black watchman, and dies as a result, and the whole country spins wildly into paroxysms of hysteria.
Orgies of non-stop rioting and looting commence. Police departments and municipal governments enact emergency measures, costing taxpayers millions upon millions of dollars. Lawyers, politicians, and officials hustle to the microphones. Reporters, analysts, and pundits go into hyper-drive. Businesses burn to the ground. Entire city blocks explode in flames and mayhem and murder. The federal government doles out mountains of cash for leftist community agitators to go in and egg on the rioters, even while signing them up to vote.
Lather, douse in more gasoline, repeat.
Obese, loudmouthed black female troublemakers disrupt and completely hijack events where gray-haired, pale-faced Democrat men — candidates for president, no less — are shouted down and shoved aside, unable to give their scheduled speeches. Last month it was former Maryland governor Martin O’Malley, sidelined and silenced by a BLM ringleader and her mob at the Netroots convention, and this past week it was Vermont senator Bernie Sanders, berated and browbeaten into submission by screaming black-power sheboons who stormed the stage and got in his face in Seattle.
Both men silently stood there, pushed off to the edge of their respective stages, as caterwauling, big-boned beasts with massive quaking flanks of chocolate ghetto blubber waved their arms and fists around wildly, bellowing #BlackLivesMatter geurilla battle chants and propaganda into the illicitly-seized microphones.
holy shit