DON’T CALL HIM STUPID
Because there’s at least one thing Kenneth Gladney seems to understand: it is a rare Negro who worsens his personal fortunes by singing the praises of ‘Ol Dixie. He is following in a long and cretinous tradition previously carried on by such illuminaries as Ward Connerly, J.C. Watts, Thomas Sowell, those wacko black ‘experts’ on Fox News, and every faithful slave who ever ratted out a planned mass revolt or escape. Allying oneself with the intertwined forces of racism and thinly disguised economic elitism was becoming an increasingly lucrative dodge for the relatively tiny number of political Quimbos willing to take it up. Even with the economy in a shambles, perhaps Mr. Gladney is gambling on the GOP and its fellow travelers being desperate enough– or at least so determined to strangle the infant mewlings of universal health care– to see compensatory value in his little stunt.
He is milking his fifteen minutes of infamy, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s already been granted a taste of the other* welfare that recalcitrant white bigots never complain about.
*the first being this