LA NAACP Pres Says Sterling’s Words Don’t Reflect His Heart

Leon Jenkins LA NAACP

For years Donald Sterling has been using his blood money to buy off the LA NAACP. So unfortunately, although disgusting and saddening, it’s no surprise the president of the Los Angeles chapter, Leon Jenkins, spoke in defense of the Clippers owner and even went as far as to say his words don’t reflect his heart.

“God teaches us to forgive, and the way I look at it, after a sustained period of proof to the African American community that those words don’t reflect his heart, I think there’s room for forgiveness. I wouldn’t be a Christian if I said there wasn’t,” Jenkins said.

After saying that he would return the money received from Sterling’s foundation, Jenkins is now saying that he’s working on getting more money from him.

“We are negotiating with him about giving more moneys to African American students at UCLA, and so we are in preliminary discussions,” Jenkins said. He also noted, however, they had not spoken since the scandal broke.

What a horrible example this chapter and its president is setting.  He needs to step down as well, because his support of Sterling shows he’s clearly NOT for the advancement of colored people.

[ABC News]

46 thoughts on “LA NAACP Pres Says Sterling’s Words Don’t Reflect His Heart

  • Reminds me of Malcolm X’s speech about the House Negro, tbh…

  • The house Negro usually lived close to his master. He dressed like his master. He wore his master’s second-hand clothes. He ate food that his master left on the table. And he lived in his master’s house–probably in the basement or the attic–but he still lived in the master’s house.

    So whenever that house Negro identified himself, he always identified himself in the same sense that his master identified himself. When his master said, “We have good food,” the house Negro would say, “Yes, we have plenty of good food.” “We” have plenty of good food. When the master said that “we have a fine home here,” the house Negro said, “Yes, we have a fine home here.” When the master would be sick, the house Negro identified himself so much with his master he’d say, “What’s the matter boss, we sick?” His master’s pain was his pain. And it hurt him more for his master to be sick than for him to be sick himself. When the house started burning down, that type of Negro would fight harder to put the master’s house out than the master himself would.

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