Confessions of a Racist
December 16th 2009
I confess. I am a racist of the most nefarious caste. Indeed, a garden variety racist, I am not; I have not wasted my time with the intolerance of other races; I never understood the point of advocating industrial racism at a governmental level; I do not believe my race is necessarily superior to another. No, sir, my racism breaches the boundaries of decency. I am a racist of the most malefic sort. I disagree with almost the entirety of Barack Obama’s performance so far as president. I am white, Barack Obama is black, I disagree, and that, according to the Left’s consensus gentium, makes me a racist. Case closed.
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