“Blame deep-seated racism if Obama loses,” argues Sun-Times woman Deborah Douglas, who seems stuck in a pre-civil-rights movement past.

Pssst! I have a not-so-secret to tell you: America is no place for uppity black folks. At least that’s what I’ve been finding out lately.

Does she really think a white guy could have beat Hillary in the primary?  Or, for that matter, that she’d be where she is if she were white? 

The question arises, inevitably, in our race-preferential society, which has raised victimhood to an art form and laid guilt on non-black people — the younger, the more susceptible.

For more on this, see Coloring the News: How Crusading for Diversity Has Corrupted American Journalism, by William McGowan, a 2001 book.

In this piece, Douglas refers to “grass-chewing Southerners” who call blacks “uppity” and to herself as “a nappy-headed black woman.” 

O. would be “way ahead if 40 percent of white Americans didn’t have negative views of African Americans,” she writes.  “The Great American Gut Check won’t give Obama a break,” however, citing the recent

AP-Stanford University poll that validates what [she has] suspected: If Barack Obama doesn’t win in November, we can blame racism.

Yes, the poll:

“There are a lot fewer bigots than there were 50 years ago, but that doesn’t mean there’s only a few bigots,” said Stanford political scientist Paul Sniderman who helped analyze the exhaustive survey.

That might be so, by why did the study only address how the prejudices of whites are impacting the campaign while totally ignoring how racist feelings by blacks are entering the equation?

asked Noel Sheppard at News Busters.

My point exactly.  What white candidate could count on 78% of the black vote in S. Carolina, for instance, as he did in the recent primary?  Works both ways.

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See Dennis Byrne for comments on same subject, including:

The poll finds that nine percent of all respondents said that Obama being the first black president would make them less likely to vote for him. Yes, this is wrong. But if you bother to read the survey’s next line, you find that another nine percent said that Obama being the first black president would make them more likely to vote for him.

The lady missed that point.

Part one, sports:

Just heard a Fox Chi sports commentator pay a compliment to White Sox pitchers, saying Sox had “a lights-out filthy rotation,” which the most avid fan of even ten years ago — not to mention 65, when my day began with feverish turn to Trib sports page gathered up from the porch to see how Sox did — would have made neither hide nor hair of.

Lights-out used to mean dumb.  Filthy was no compliment at all.  Rotation might be the spin on a fast ball.

Not now.  A lights-out performance is when you punch someone’s lights out, knock him or them out, make a big splash, succeed admirably.  Filthy is a pitch that is near impossible to hit.  Rotation means your four or five starting pitchers.

Part two, politics:

The mayor of Detroit, Kwame Kilpatrick, shoved a subpoena server, yelling, “Get the f— off my family’s porch,” the subpoena server, Sheriff’s Detective Brian White, testified.

White also said Kilpatrick berated his partner, Investigator JoAnn Kinney, and told her she should be ashamed of herself for being a black woman and working on this case, an apparent reference to the conspiracy, perjury, misconduct in office and obstruction of justice charges against the mayor. He added that the mayor asked her how she could work with a white man and a man named White.

Wait.  Aren’t there black men named White?  And whites named Kilpatrick, for that matter?  But that’s not the point.  I would like to know when the mayor does his sensitivity training so as to expunge such racial references from his vocabulary. 

To sum up, was his performance on this occasion both lights-out and filthy in the old meanings?  And when does he rotate out of office?

Here he is:

Rev. Jesse Jackson is a locker-room mouth from a way back.  In 1969, hearing from a reporter that he’d been a priest, he guffawed.  “You wanted some pussy!”

“I wanted to get married,” the reporter said.

“I know,” he said, laughing.

This was in a Loop hotel room, shortly after he had delivered a stemwinder to the Association of Chicago Priests in a ballroom downstairs, predicting (inaccurately) the departure from ministry of Chicago’s four black priests.

A bodyguard had opened the door for the reporter, who had followed Jesse up to his room after the headline-making speech.  Two others were with Jesse, who was stripped to the waist and eating a banana.  All three were suitably amused.

Yesterday Rev. Jesse said unwittingly on camera that he’d “like to perform an orchiectomy” on Obama for “talking down” to blacks by urging personal responsibility for what happens to them — doing a Cosby, you might say, if not as memorably.

I’m not kidding about NY Sun’s “orchiectomy” — “removal of the testicles, a man’s main source of testosterone,” explains WebMD, never realizing its pertinence to a presidential campaign.

Chi Trib boldly quotes Rev. J’s cutting remark:

“I want to cut his nuts out,” Jackson added [to his whispered criticism], gesturing as if grabbing part of the male anatomy and then pulling.

Kudos to writers John McCormick and Monique Garcia and the Trib copy desk for giving us the true facts of the matter, though their “part of the male anatomy” might have been better stated as “crotch,” as Mike Royko once wrote, wondering why baseball players were always pulling on theirs.  Why?  Maybe to straighten out the cup?