Song of the South

Tuesday was a big day for news about assholes. The strange saga of Senator Craig continued as he waffled over his decision to resign. Jerry Lewis exhibited signs of dementia, introducing an imaginary "illiterate fag" during the 18th hour of his telethon. If he can avoid an F-bomb during the apology, the story should disappear faster than Isaiah Washington from Grey’s Anatomy.
Trumping both was Whoopi Goldberg, using her first 15 minutes as a co-host on The View to demonstrate that racism and reverse racism can exist together in a single point of view. According to Whoopi, Michael Vick was unaware that what he was doing was illegal because "there are certain things that are indicative to certain parts of the country." Read that as "things are done differently in the South." Nevermind that Michael Vick comes from Newport News, Virginia, which is not exactly deep South, less than 50 miles from Washington DC. Nevermind that nobody would mount a culture defense against suicide bombers, or whites-only water fountains, for that matter. Nevermind that she made Elizabeth Hasselbeck look like the voice of reason. What’s worse is the race betrayal (of which Jamie Foxx is guilty too) of playing a race card to defend a reprehensible act. Even if dogfighting is a black thing-it’s not, but let’s just say-even if, that can’t be your defense against dog-electrocuting and dog-drowning. Those are psychotic things.
Things get worse if you start wondering whether Whoopi would use the same case for a white person from the same (fictional) background. She couldn’t. Circle gets the square, Whoopi. You lose.