Black people meeting up with Donald Trump never ends well. So please tell me why these “urban” pastors of “inner-city” churches decided to sit down with The Orange One?

If I am ever lucky enough to meet God, of the myriad questions I plan to ask Him (most, btw, involve lactose intolerance), one of the more pressing will be: Where exactly is the bottomless pit containing the endless cadre of thirsty, feckless, shameless, stupid and silly niggas willing to meet with Donald Trump…