I can be as cynical as the next young black person about voting upon our discovery of the Electoral College (Google some shit) and what happened down in Florida when Bushy aka Alfafa beat Waldo aka John Kerry. But listen, there is something beautiful in this visit that Barack did to this barbershop in South Carolina. Beyond the man, it is the people. All this talk about who’s in the political bed with who and the dirt being slung across the faces of those who are really feeling the pinch should really amount to doing what you believe. Everything else is misc.

I know the air is stuffy in church. Believe me, my grandma handed out gum not because our breath stank but so we could stay up sometimes. But if your wife is running, you better pop a can of Red Bull and get the holy ghost correctly: