What a Jerk
Regular readers know the Czar tends to roll his eyes everytime a person on the Left calls a person on the Right a racist.
Every so often, though, there really is one. Take, for example, Mark Williams who claims there are no leaders in the Tea Party movement, but happens to be one anyway. He heads up something called the Tea Party express.
Then, trying to be funny, Williams posted a satirical letter on the internet. The premise is that a group of black slaves, calling themselves the Colored People, wrote President Abraham Lincoln a letter demanding that he not end slavery, else there would be no cry for social justice-like claims.
The Czar gets the point, as it is a clear reaction to the NAACP shenangans. But rather than take the high road, and simply denounce the racist attitude of the NAACP, he elected to attempt humor. And wrote some pretty unfortunate things in his satirical piece. And Williams dismisses the criticism, which just reinforces how ignorant he really is.
Look, Williams: you have to have a knack for satire. If you don’t have it, now is decidedly not the time to hone your craft. People are pretty thin-skinned in our retro-racial world. So yeah: there is a double standard. People do think it’s okay for one side to act racist but not the other. We all know this. But what you did? Four letters, dude: STFU.
Cry all you want. But nobody made you do something this stupid, and even though you do not like the flack you are getting, face facts: nobody thinks you helped.
Божію Поспѣшествующею Милостію Мы, Дима Грозный Императоръ и Самодержецъ Всероссiйскiй, цѣсарь Московскiй. The Czar was born in the steppes of Russia in 1267, and was cheated out of total control of all Russia upon the death of Boris Mikhailovich, who replaced Alexander Yaroslav Nevsky in 1263. However, in 1283, our Czar was passed over due to a clerical error and the rule of all Russia went to his second cousin Daniil (Даниил Александрович), whom Czar still resents. As a half-hearted apology, the Czar was awarded control over Muscovy, inconveniently located 5,000 miles away just outside Chicago. He now spends his time seething about this and writing about other stuff that bothers him.