http://blogs.wsj.com/law/2013/02/20/jesse-jackson-jr-pleads-guilty-to-misusing-campaign-funds/
If my mind can conceive it,
And my heart can believe it,
I know I can achieve it.
My son’s going to prison,
And I don’t believe it.
America is not a blanket
Woven from one thread,
One color, one cloth.
Especially in prison.
At the end of the day,
We must go forward with hope
And not backward by fear and division.
If you drop the soap in prison, don’t pick it up,
For one important reason.
Both tears and sweat are salty,
But they render a different result.
Tears will get you sympathy; sweat will get you change.
Giving oral sex in prison will get you a cigarette.
Your children need your presence more than your presents.
Shoulda thought of that before mine went to prison.
America needs young people to be inspired to choose sacrifice over greed.
Present company not included.
It is time for us to turn to each other, not on each other.
Except in prison.
We reveal our joys and successes, we conceal our pain.
Except in prison.
Never look down on anybody unless you’re helping him up.
Except in prison.
When they wrote the Constitution, only white male landowners had the right to vote.
But none of them did anything to go to prison.
Any attempt to dilute my support for Barack Obama will not succeed.
Except now that @#$% didn’t keep Junior out prison.
Conservatives and liberals can find common ground.
My son? The exercise yard.
George Bush has met more foreign heads of state than I have. But a substantial number of them were dead.
Then there’s my son, who’s going to prison.
I know how to run a nationally paced campaign.
But I don’t know how to keep my children out of prison.
I take my role seriously as a pastor.
Especially now that my son is going to prison.
I want to make America better!
That’s why I raised my son to go to prison.
If a black doctor discovers a cure for cancer, ain’t no hospital going to lock him out.
Being Jesse Jr. ain’t curing no cancer, they’ll probably keep him locked in.
In many ways Africa subsidised America and Europe’s development.
Did I mention my son’s going to prison?
Most blacks will argue that they excel because of hard work, because of intellect, determination, sweat, blood, tears and risk.
Except my son, who’s going to prison.
The laws are stacked for the wealthy.
That’s why my privileged son from a criminally-wealthy shakedown-huckster father is going to prison.
While I’ve spent a lot of quality time with my children, perhaps it’s not been enough.
Maybe I’ll spend more with Junior, on visiting day.
