The Senator from Delware (yes, they get Senators for some reason) continues his quixotic run for the Presidency by turning into a weird racist. MORE »

Nothing says Christmas more than an e-mail titled “Experience the Holiday Traditions of 18th-Century Slaves.”

“Christmas was a particularly difficult time of year for slaves,” says Martin. Christmas was the time when slave families were most likely to be split up. “Anyone can take a lash, but if you’re free, no one can take away your family,” Martin said, describing the harsh reality for slaves.

The title of the program, “Kate’s Christmas Box,” refers to the tradition of giving boxes to servants and slaves at Christmas. This box was not necessarily a gift; Martin says it was more appropriately considered to be a supplement to one’s rations. Many slaves’ boxes, including Kate’s, contained a cut of meat, such as a pig’s tail.

In modern times, the Virginia elite simply put a deer’s head in a black family’s mailbox. MORE »

When Condi Rice favorably compared the disastrous U.S. occupation of Iraq to the American Civil War and somehow extrapolated that Abraham Lincoln also blew up 50,000 Iraqis, we just assumed it was the usual nonsense from the crazy lady.

But a weird new study proves Rice is actually half-right about something for a change.

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Human trafficking — a serious, tragic crime that is only mostly made up. And the Washington Times is on the case, highlighting, in an editorial today, the toll this plague has taken here in our fair city. And giving some helpful hints! MORE »

You know, generally, it’s not worth our time to go after all the insane, barely literate halfwits who write editorials and columns for our nation’s less prestigious papers. ‘Cause, really, it’s shooting fish in a barrel. It’s like sending Robert Christgau to review karaoke night at the Reef. Sure, it’s bad, but who cares — these people are amateurs. But every now and then, one of these lunatics comes up with a column so brilliant, so perfect, so unbalanced, that we must emerge from our decadent coastal enclave and enter the great uncharted middle of the country to bring back to our godless readers the Word. This is one of those columns: MORE »