There’s been a lot of talk lately about what’s racist and what isn’t. We’ve got the first African-American presidential nominee with any real chance of winning, and so all the other nominees are bending over backwards to a) figure out a way of criticizing him that Al Sharpton can’t spin into hate speech, and b) “reach out” to the African-American community, with sometimes hilarious results. That means you, Mitt.
As a matter of fact, there’s so much phony racism out there that it’s easy to forget that there’s still lots of real honest-to-badness racism out there. I’m not talking about how Hillary didn’t cry enough about Hurricane Katrina or Mitt and Baby Bling Bling, I’m talking about this poor guy in Arizona who wound up blindsiding a speeding SUV full of rich, drunk, teenage girls (one of whom died) when he, himself, was sober and driving safely. Cops no care – pretty white girl dead.