Lol!!! Is that what he calls it?

By Jasmine Crockett: "Hey Tim Scott, You spent years tap dancing through every interview, every speech, every Sunday show appearance telling America that racism was basically over and that your success story proved everybody else just needed to work harder and complain less. You carried water for people who mocked civil rights, demonized poor people, gutted diversity programs, attacked voting rights, and treated Black history like a disease. And for what? No VP slot. No cabinet throne. No real power. Not even basic respect. You confessed your admiration on national television for people who viewed you as nothing more than a convenient talking point — the “See? We have one!” guy standing in the background smiling on cue. Then the second you showed the smallest trace of independence and questioned that disgusting Obama monkey post, your own side turned on you like starving wolves. Suddenly the loyal house servant wasn’t loyal enough. Now you’re sitting in a car recording cellphone videos reminding the world that you’re still Black. Trust us, Senator — nobody forgot. The problem is that you spent so much time trying to convince other people that racism wasn’t real that now, when it smacks you directly in the face, you want sympathy from the same community you lectured for years. You defended the people stripping away protections for minorities, women, the poor, and working-class families. You stood beside people cheering the destruction of programs our grandparents marched, bled, and died for. And now you look shocked that the crowd you entertained never actually saw you as an equal. The Bible talks about the Prodigal Son returning home after losing everything. But the Prodigal Son came home humble. You spent years helping burn the house down. And now you’re politically homeless: too Black for the people you defended, too eager to defend them for the people you abandoned. That’s the tragedy of selling your dignity for a seat at a table that was never meant for you. Tim, you may be the PRODIGAL SON, BUT YOU CAN’T COME HOME." We saw it coming. He didn't want to.