Today, Brother Jon tweeted:
Racist 3-%er, Wendy Bell, has thoughts on Olympic athlete Gwen Berry and it’s just what you’d expect.
— JON (@JonInPGH) June 28, 2021
P.S. touts appearance on joke of a network, @newsmax, safe space for racists and three percenters. pic.twitter.com/Bmc5cMqxqF
In case you need an update on what's going on, this is what's happening with Gwen Berry:
For the past week, they’ve played the national anthem one time a night at the U.S. Olympic track and field trials.
On Saturday, the song happened to start while outspoken activist Gwen Berry was standing on the podium after receiving her bronze medal in the hammer throw.
While the music played, Berry placed her left hand on her hip and shuffled her feet. She took a quarter turn, so she was facing the stands, not the flag. Toward the end, she plucked up her black T-shirt with the words “Activist Athlete” emblazoned on the front, and draped it over her head.
And this is what it looked like:
Now let's look at a transcript of Wendy's rant.
And you're going to pooh on the American flag? You know at some point in this country we have to call a spade a spade...
Ok, let me stop you right there, Wendy.
Regardless of the what's in the rest of your discussion of African American athlete and activist Gwen Berry did you really just use that phrase?
Do you not know the racist connotation of that noun?
How do you not know the racist connotation of that noun?
And if you did know why would you use it?
Just how tone deaf are you?
That's right. You're this tone deaf:
But there is HOPE. And Joe and I caught a glimpse of it Saturday night. A young, African American teen hustling like nobody’s business at a restaurant we took the boys to over at the Southside Works. This child stacked heavy glass glasses 10 high and carried three teetering towers of them in one hand with plates piled high in the other. He wiped off the tables. Tended to the chairs. Got down on his hands and knees to pick up the scraps that had fallen to the floor. And he did all this with a rhythm and a step that gushed positivity. He moved like a dancer with a satisfied smile on his face. And I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He’s going to Make It.
So you're that tone deaf.
