When did blacks become a bunch of old ladies clutching their pearls and fainting all over the place? “Owe my lowde,” they say in their angora cardigans and blue-tinted hair, “Somebody across the country used the most horrendous verbiage.” They’re like British aristocrats in Victorian England. Only, they’re not. We’ve created this mythical version of African America and some of them just can’t resist playing the role, especially when they’re being egged on by sobbing, white liberals. This week some “horrific” footage of fratboys singing, “There will never be a nigger at SAE” and “You can hang him from a … Continue reading →