I Just Love It When Somebody Calls Me A Racist

I just love it when somebody calls me a racist. Someone whose political base is so thin that all they have going for them is their complexion. Where were all these girls when I was in high school?

Racism is the line of demarcation for American politics. Just watch the news. I don’t care if the story is about wolves screwing at Ocatillo Wells, SOMEone will make note that one wolf has a white patch on his belly. And God forbid if it’s two male wolves. Then we have the Gay Alliance dragging their bedroom acrobatics out for all the children to see. And they call ME Weird Wilbur!

Nobody is discussing politics anymore. Alex Jones makes a lot of hay just asking University of Texas Law students to SPELL the word “Constitution!” The best political commentator we’ve had in years was that smart mouth ten year old kid who flipped off one of Alex’s so-called InfoWars “reporters” at the Austin Capitol about a year ago, and HE was too stupid to know where to shove that finger. I particularly loved the fact that she was a white chick.

When someone calls me a racist I jump right into it with a big HELL YEAH because that leaves liberals with their politically correct faces hanging out. Of course, I’m not, but I can’t keep up with all the revisions to the Racist Rules For Idiots so I just go with the flow. They then retreat to their safe place. My safe place is a bar on sixth street with a black chick.

But, I just love it when somebody calls me a racist. At that point I know there’s nothing to see there, time to move along. You wanna know how to identify a racist? Call someone a racist, and if they start defending themselves. . . they’re a RACIST! Just ask five kids who stole the cookie.

Obama did this. He wasn’t even a real black guy. He was a Henna Color! Barack Obama should be given a honorary lifetime membership to the KKK for resurrecting an organization the rest of us had been laughing at for the last forty years. If he had a son he would have looked like every thug that ever tried to mug you in the parking lot of a Seven Eleven. That racist enough for ya? I just love it someone calls me a racist!

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