April 4, 1968...A shot rings out in the Memphis sky.On the second floor balcony of the Lorraine Motel, Martin Luther King, Jr. lay dying.
Assassinated by the hate and the rifle of James Earl Ray and Ray’s co-conspirator, Raoul*
Eh, he’s probably better off dead…
In this era of the 24 Hour news cycle, 8,000 cable networks, TMZ, and feigned moral outrage, King would be toast…more specifically, MLKtoast.
The good Reverend had too many skeletons in his closet to be effective as a leader in these times of public uber-scrutiny.
King’s improprieties would be exposed on a nightly basis by the likes of such journalistic giants as O’Reilly, Hannity, and Olberman.
Let me tell you…Much like FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover who kept tabs upon him, King was a big fan of pleasures of the flesh.
However, unlike Hoover, King enjoyed bangin’ the babes rather than dressing up in panty hose and hi-heels and being spanked by a well hung G-Man.
King’s sexcapades would be all over the cable outlets and streaming live on the internets.
He would be branded as a sexed-up charlatan, a man of questionable finances, and a demagogic preacher.
But of course, the major black mark against him would be the sex.
Americans become outraged because hot, immoral sex is in violation of the word of Gawd, and because they’re jealous that they aren’t getting any.
King wasn’t merely a hooker hugging Governor, or a toe tappin’ U.S. Senator. This man was a sexual juggernaut.
Screw the Nobel Peace Prize, King should have been awarded the Nobel Piece Prize!!
When King spoke about “goin’ to the mountain top” or the “solid rock of brotherhood” he wasn’t talk about justice my friends.
Hell, even though he preached that all men are created equal, King knew that some men were more equal than others.
And the brother took full advantage. I salute you Dr. King.
I for one, am glad King went out on top…for two reasons.
If he were around today and was branded as a sexed up preacher man who needed money for his cause, that would make him just another Pastor Rod Parsley or T.D. Jakes.
The other reason?
If I can take innuendo and rumor and turn it into a scathing report on MLK’s character, can you imagine what Bill O’Reilly and his ilk could do to him?
I am outta here later this morning. Enjoy your Friday and your weekend all.
Cheers!!
*Raoul was James Earl Ray’s imaginary friend who was everything that Ray wasn’t. Namely, smart, well-spoken, and bathed regularly.
