Disclaimer: Satire, folks. George Carlin–style, foul-mouthed, legally protected venting. If you can’t handle it, grab a juice box and find a safe space.
Two Black men. Two trees. Two days. Mississippi. And the cops say, “No foul play suspected.” You dumb motherfuckers. No foul play? What the hell do you call a Black man dangling from a tree in Mississippi—performance art?
You can smell the bullshit from here. The coroner’s out there faster than Amazon Prime, waving his little clipboard: “No...