We already got the Washington Generals!

The day after (thanks for waiting) MLK day, Don "Moose" Lewis announced his desire to create an all white professional basketball league which permitted only all white (have to prove your parents paternity), all American players.

The news of an all white basketball league wasn't the most astonishing news associated with the Moose's hair brained idea (though I must give it to him, if he has any other businesses, he's definitely created a marketing buzz that will undoubtedly result in increased attention and likely higher profits). Most appalling to me was the results of the poll that was being taken on WJBF-TV's website. Of 703 respondents to the yes/no question of "Do You Think An All-White Professional Basketball Team Is A Good Idea For Augusta?". . . 47% chose yes. 47 PERCENT!

Perhaps the Moose's idea isn't so far fetched. Of course statistics can be skewed and it's highly likely that those people who voted sought out the article with their minds made up regarding race already . . . but the numbers are the numbers. . . 47% thought that this asinine idea was perfectly okay.

Which returns me back to a reoccurring theme in many of my blog posts that the American people are some of the most clueless, idiotic . . . frankly, stupid people that ever existed. You see, some ideas don't make it away from the kitchen table from which they are spawned because someone early enough in the process made time to tell the originator of that idea that they are a complete fool for thinking that. But the reality is that 47% of us (yes, close to half) actually have the notion that forming an all white basketball league is a good idea.

Now I could spend time sharing my thoughts on why this predicament (or plague, depending on your perspective) has hit the NBA. I could go into how basketball in itself is a sport that is economically tailored to races with historically lower income levels (in it's professional form, basketball only requires one ball and two baskets covering 4700 sq feet for it's play . . . . and if you grew up in any community like mine, these can be substituted as in with a milk crate) versus other sports for which player composition is predominately white such as hockey or baseball (the average baseball field is 90,000 sq feet and requires lots of equipment) - - - at least for now, before the Latinos get rolling. We could discuss how natural selection and environment over thousands of years has perhaps slanted the probability of higher performance (albeit being relative to the sport which you are playing). But I'd rather not (despite the fact that I just did).

I'd prefer to focus on the fact that 47% of you idiots actually think this is a-ok! First, I don't care what top ten list that you look at, it is very likely that 80% of the players on that list will be black. Larry Bird, Pistol Pete Maravich and Jerry West are usually the only non-black persons that make that conversation. That being the case, wouldn't you just be better suited at watching the local high school's Varsity team or the JUCO that's in your city right after you get out of cosmetology class and before working the late shift at Bubba's Girl Palace? Why pay for mediocrity? Coupled with the false notion that in all the years for which these "overlooked white players" have been playing the sport, their "fundamentally superior" talent has yet to push them into the upper echelons of the sport. I'm sorry. But when I play pick up ball at my local rec center and I see a white guy that always plays fundamentally solid defense and offense while hitting 50% from the three point line, he's one of my first two pick ups no matter what. Despite the fact there are other fast running, high jumping, ox strong Negroes, as the US Census calls them black men in the gym. Face the fact that every coach outside of your little town of 1200 doesn't think you are NBA material.

The reality is this. Despite all the evidence that shows us different, in your feeble minds, blacks are still inferior. You may not be willing to admit it, but it is the truth. And for those of you who aren't astonished by the fact that 47% of respondents are okay with such a league forming. . . please become private donors to my soon to start all black professional water polo league that is guaranteed to give you just as much pleasure as the Jasper dragging death did. . . cause you know black people can't swim.

The Only People More Ignorant Than Sarah Palin . . . .Are the American People!

I've been in a blog lull lately. Got too much going on in my life. Obviously Sarah Palin doesn't. She's back in the news, clammoring for attention like an outcast she is. Its' appalling. But what's more appalling is the fact that this woman has lost less fans and endorsement than Tiger Wood's did after his scandal broke.

If you're a Palin fan. Watch this video.

Now ask yourself, is this who you want to be part of the leadership of Ameriac? Perhaps her lip gloss and tailored ladies suits have put you in a state of shock and awe greater than that of the Desert Storm campaign. . . but seriously . . . seriously! How has she earned your respect? Perhaps the question is of too large a scope. How about this. Would you trust this woman to be the financial facilitator of your pension plan? You see. It's much more personal now. The United States will be okay. The POTUS' power is rooted in the people and the senators and congressmen that fall under him. He can't get too radical lest he be tarred and feathered. But what if she was solely responsible for ensuring that you had a check coming each month after retirement? Would you trust the lady in the video above?

The Woman Said She's Read "All of " the Magazines!

Who reads every magazine? What do you do for work? Read magazines? No . . . you're the Governor of Alaska. Governor's have things read to them. And I guarantee your staff isn't reading each and every magazine to you.

You don't believe me? You think I'm making this up? Here's a little more.

American People. I implore you reconsider. Everything that glitters isn't gold. It could be the shine of a piece of jagged shrapnel you're about to put your hands on. Be careful.