I had Andrew Allgasser (the guy with literally no brakes) in the studio with me again this Tuesday. We barely got started before we were both laughing about getting jolted awake at 3 a.m. by those tornado-warning sirens. Dogs were fine, sheep were fine, chickens didn’t fly the coop; life was good. Some folks just north of us in Terry got hammered, but we skated.
Then we dove straight into the video I posted last night: the now-world-famous Madison Walmart handicapped-parking meltdown. If you somehow missed it, a woman named Jasmine Handy parked in a handicapped, got called out by a little old white lady who was still filming when Handy came back out, and Handy proceeded to go full ghetto-goblin on her: screaming, cussing, threatening, the whole circus. And then, because the internet is undefeated, Jasmine doubled down on social media bragging that she always parks handicapped, knows the fine, doesn’t care, and even asked where she could buy a fake placard. I declared her the Insufferable Turd of the Day, and that was being generous.
That one video turned into a three-hour conversation about everything that’s broken. We talked about how we’ve created an entire class of “cancel-proof” people who face zero consequences for anything because the check still comes on the first of the month no matter how big a jackass they are in public. I said I’m past “ghetto fatigue” and straight into “black fatigue,” because “it ain’t all of ’em, but it’s always them” in these viral videos, and I’m tired of pretending otherwise. Andrew pushed back a little, reminding me there are tons of good black folks who hate this crap too and just wish more of their own would call it out like we do with our trash.
We both agreed social media has turned into a megaphone that rewards the worst behavior and is accelerating the temperature rise on what already feels like a cold civil war. I told him I genuinely believe it’s going kinetic in our lifetime, and neither one of us wants to be here when it does, but we’re not running from the conversation either.
I went off pretty hard on why I’m against school choice: I don’t want one cancer kid from a rotten culture showing up at Northwest Rankin or Madison Central and ruining what parents have spent decades building. Andrew’s more open to it but admits there have to be iron-clad controls to protect the culture of the good districts.
We also laughed about the protesters who dressed up like discount Klansmen yesterday outside Pearl City Hall with crayon-made signs and stolen bedsheets. I told them congratulations, they just turned me into the guy who accidentally made black dudes put on Klan robes in 2025 Mississippi. That’s a Twilight Zone plot I never saw coming.
Wrapped up talking about how white liberals built this giant, unnatural coalition (urban blacks, Muslims, the LGBTQ crowd) thinking they could all live happily under the same big tent forever. I told Andrew the second real power is on the table, that tent’s coming down fast, and the gay folks are getting thrown off the roof first. Dark? Yeah. True? Also yeah.
Threw in some respect for cops and vets too, because people forget those guys see things the human eye was never meant to see, then have to go pull over Laquisha for running a stop sign five minutes later and we wonder why they’re salty.
All in all, one of the most intense, wide-open, no-filter shows we’ve done in a while. I walked out of the studio thinking, “Man, I really don’t like having to say this stuff out loud… but somebody’s gotta.” See y’all tomorrow.