Barack’s 3 AM Phone Call
April 29, 2008 2008 Race, Humor, Obama 2 CommentsSetting: 3 AM - Obama Campaign Headquarters
Barack Obama is making a phone call
(Ring)
(Ring)
Rev. Jeremiah Wright: Wright here.
Barack Obama: Hey, Bro. Wright, it’s Barack.
Wright: Barack! How are you, man?
Obama: …OK… but we’re, uh, still having some problems, Pastor.
Wright: Yeah? Well, I haven’t said anything, man! I promise!
Obama: I know. It’s just that I can’t shake it. Everywhere I go, people keep asking me about you. I - I just can’t shake it. Does Rev. Wright hate America…
Wright (interupts): You better believe I do!
Obama: Does Rev. Wright hate white people… does Rev Wright have a white grandmother… Pretty soon, people are gonna think you’re running!
Wright: Barry, Barry, you know I’d never do that to you!
Obama: I know, but it’s just too much. Just the other day, I almost said $#@* America at the end of my speech!
Wright (chuckling): You listened better than you let on, boy!
Obama(chuckling): Well… you know…
Wright: What do you want me to do? You want me to take a tour of North Korea until November, or what?
Obama: Naw, I’ve got a better idea. Go out and say something stupid. I’ve got some buddies that will invite you… let’s see… how about the NAACP and the National Press Club?
Wright: You could get me in at the National Press Club?
Obama: Oh, yeah. No sweat. But listen. Say something really off the wall. More than usual.
Wright: OK… how about, “I hate those white government crackers! They invinted chicken pox and slipped it into my Kool-Aide!”
Obama: No, no, no. Harder. Further.
Wright: Well, here’s one-
Obama: Practice later. You’re good at this stuff. Here’s the scoop. I’m going to have to take you out.
Wright: (silence)
Obama: You know what I mean? I’ve got no choice here. You’ve got to come out and be wacked enough to let me get rid of you.
Wright: Look, I retired for you. You’re going to throw me under the bus?
Obama: Hey, I threw my grandma under the bus! It’s not personal! You know as well as I do that we’ve got to win this election. The polls-
Wright: Those polls are manipulated by white computer geeks who are controlled by the government, and you know it!
Obama: I know, Bro. Wright. You and I both know it. But the people haven’t, y’know, woken up yet! Look, this is the greatest nation on earth, and we’ve got to change it! You know that! Come on, you told me to get in this thing to begin with.
Wright: I know…Look, just do it. I’ll be alright.
Obama: Hey! Once I’m elected, I’ll make it up. How about an ambassadorship, or something?
Wright: Sounds good, sounds good. How about Sudan or Libya?
Obama: Libya sounds do-able.
Wright (chuckling) : I like the way you think, boy! We’ll get you elected. Don’t you worry ’bout me. We’ll get you elected. By the way… why you calling at three in the morning?
Obama: I couldn’t let anyone see me! You know that!
Wright: Yeah…. well, don’ t you worry, son. We’ll get you elected. (Yawns) You done talking?
Obama: Yeah. Don’t let me down, now.
Wright: No prob. G’night Barry!
Obama: G’night, Pastor!
