Moonbat Grunts That Her Private Parts Are Not Pink

Let’s give the moonbats a chance and listen to what they have to say. This piece by Lorraine Toussaint, devoted to the recent “Women’s March” demonstrations against the presidential election results, appeared Monday in the flagship publication of the left side of the Internet, Huffington Post:

My p***y did not wake up last Saturday morning, put on a pointy pink p***y hat, jump on a train to downtown, to march in the Women’s March. My p***y was f***ing scared. Scared that some crazy, redneck motherf***a might-could-more easily pick my Afro-power p***y out of the crowd and clearly know that I was not a Trumper. I was scared that if I took my daughter along, she would be hurt. So I let my pink p***y sisters vet that rally before I exposed me and my baby to some s*** I couldn’t handle. Am I proud of that? I’m not sure. But that’s reason #1.

In stark contrast to the absurdity of pretending that Trump opponents are in danger at demonstrations against Trump, people who support Trump really do get physically assaulted. In Berkeley last week, a guy was beaten unconscious with a shovel, and a girl was pepper-sprayed in the face.

Reason #2, My p***y isn’t pink. All the recent hype about “p***y power” I see… y’all there is a vast difference between White girl p***y and Black woman p***y… and n’er the twain shall meet. I am a little irritated by the new flaunting of White girl p***y power. This is not about bearing the Brazilian-waxed, vaginally enhanced, “wouldn’t-you-just-love-to-f***-me?”, man manipulating, douched and dipped, Victoria-revealing-all-her-damn-secrets p***y power on parade. My p***y is not pink! It does not wear a pink hat!

White women may be women but they are not black, so they had better know their place in the moonbat caste system.

From there it does not get any better. Lorraine finally concludes with the bold statement, “Black P***y Matters.”

Liberals must read this malarkey and then congratulate themselves on being politically correct enough to pretend it is intelligent commentary, rather than the bellicose bellowing of a foul-mouthed moron who has been encouraged by condescending kooks to make a fool of herself.

On a tip from KirklesWorth.