Racist phone calls mocking Florida’s black Democratic gubernatorial nominee appear to be from a white supremacist podcast that has also taken credit for inflammatory robocalls in Iowa and California.

In the recorded calls, someone falsely identifying himself as Andrew Gillum speaks in a racist, old-time minstrel dialect while asking voters for their support. The calls, which according to the Gillum campaign started Friday, are said to be paid for by The Road to Power — an Idaho-based video podcast. – Florida Sun-Sentinel, 9/2/18

CELL PHONE NOISE

Ya-loo?

“Hey, yo, what’s up?”

Um, nothing much.

“Bet. Yo, kid, you hear the new Future? That motherfucker’s killing the game.”

Uh-huh.

“We should go get shrimp tacos. You know my cousin Red? Me, you, and him should go to that place with the big-titty waitress. She’s Chinese or some shit, but she got titties like a Latin girl.”

What are you talking about and who is this?

“It’s your boy, Kwame!”

I have no boy named Kwame.

“Kid, you can’t vote for Gillum. That n—-‘s wack.”

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I did not know this was going to be an n-word conversation. Do you have authorization for that word’s deployment?

TEETH-SUCKING NOISE

“The fuck you saying, chief?”

Yeah, you didn’t do the teeth-sucking thing right. Your intonation is all wrong, and your consonants aren’t in the right shape, and you’re just clearly a white guy doing a voice. Also, black people don’t say ‘wack’ any more.

…

“Yeah, okay, you got me. I’m a white guy named Kendall.”

Dude, what the fuck?

“It’s my first day!”

Making these phone calls?

“No, of being a racist.”

Ah.

“Between you and me, there’s almost no training. When I worked at Wendy’s, there were a dozen videos to watch and stuff. They just threw me in the deep end here. Sat me at the desk and showed the list of phone numbers and said, ‘Pretend you’re a black guy.’ So, you know, I was just being a black guy.”

Right. But you were being, like, a normal person in a shaky black accent. I mean, you made up the stuff about Future and the titties.

“No, I didn’t. I love Future and titties.”

Uh-huh. So, what you were supposed to do was be a cartoon black guy.

“Like Daffy Duck?”

No, not at all like that.

“I can do his voice pretty good. THWABBLE THWABBLE THWABBLE! I like the one where he gets shot in the face a lot.”

Kendall, concentrate. You were supposed to do the Amos ‘n’ Andy voice and talk about raping white women and stealing welfare or whatever.

“Ohhhhhh. Now I get it. Racists, right. Oh, gosh, thank you. I need this job.”

They really didn’t prep you for this, did they?

“I just answered the Craigslist ad yesterday. Apparently all of this is time-sensitive.”

Yup.

“Just so I got this straight: the impression is supposed to be disrespectful.”

Very much so. Insulting, in fact.

“Gotcha. Should I do Denzel?”

What? No.

“I do a good Denzel. King KONG ain’t–”

Stop doing Denzel. No, don’t do your Denzel Washington impression.

“HYAAH! HYAAH!”

Is that Eddie Murphy? No, don’t do Eddie. I feel like you’re not getting the essence of your job.

“Every year, Gus! Every year, you bring the fat bitch to my house and the bitch fall down the stairs! Every year!”

Don’t do…okay, that’s pretty good. You sound just like him.

“I thought I learned some new Spanish shit. I walked up to my friend Sanchez; I said, ‘Hey, Sanchez. Goonie-goo-hoo.’ And Sanchez said, “Get the fuck out of here.’ That ain’t no Spanish, Gus. You brought a bigfoot into my house, Gus.”

I love that routine.

“So I should do Eddie?”

NO! You should be doing a racist impression of a black guy! How are you not getting this?

“I told you: it’s my first day.”

THAT DOESN’T MAKE ANY SENSE.

“Well, whose fault is that?”

Yeah, I guess.

“Okay, I got a bunch of calls.”

Oh, good, because I don’t have a punchline.

“Bye.”

Bye.

DIAL TONE NOISE EVEN THOUGH PHONES NO LONGER DO THAT