Here is the case Blago made for his entry in the NAACP Hall of Fame:
“What the f***? Everything he’s saying’s on the teleprompter. I’m blacker than Barack Obama. I shined shoes. I grew up in a five-room apartment. My father had a little laundromat in a black community not far from where we lived. I saw it all growing up,”
Just a “five-room apartment”? My God, he was a virtually a street urchin.
Does Blago’s boast seem strangely familiar?
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