Racism: A Turd Wrapped in Burnt Hair
It’s almost football season, which means I have crazy football fever… this translates to more time listening to sportstalk radio… and that translates, apparently, to being subjected to racist assholes.
This is Joey Vento, owner of Geno’s Steaks, a national landmark and tourist attraction (though real Philadelphians would be quite unlikely to call Geno’s, or rival Pat’s King of Steaks, the best Philly cheesesteak when places like Jim’s, Chubby’s, Dalessandro’s, and Tony Luke’s blow them out of the water). On top of being the owner of a mediocre cheesesteak joint that makes him boatload of money, he spends time beraiding people who can’t speak English, reading email forwards on the radio and calling them commercials, and holding rallies to raise money to defend Arizona’s controversial (and dangerous) new immigration policy. Hearing him speak on 610 WIP during commercial breaks has been utterly making me sick.
This is Jesse Jackson. Everyone already knows him and his crazy antics. This week, he taught me something new. He taught me that LeBron James was a slave. I truly appreciated the lesson… what an ass!
I don’t have it in me to eve get into the Mel Gibson stuff. His comments were so outlandish, where do you even start?
All I know is that between Vento’s veiled attempts at taking down all the non-Whites through “immigration reform” and Jackson’s continued asinine comments that he clearly makes just to stay in the limelight, all I can think is that placing the two in a steel cage would be the only way I can get joy out of this situation.