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All the racists are checking in this week. Ten-four. Roger that.
But before we get to David Duke's army, first, an alleged blast from the past.
"Hey Mike! I remember we went to UD together," writes Mark. "I was in Air force ROTC. Nice to see you doing well. We even scr---- the same girl named Margaret. Remember that? Holla!"
Ah, I'm happily married now. The whole Margaret thing. Not ... ringing ... a ... bell. There has only been one woman in my life. No Margaret's. No other women. Ever. Got it, buddy?
Now, onto the hot topic of the week, the point-counter point Doyel and I wrote regarding the comments by Donovan McNabb.
This from an idiot named John: "Ah! The race card. Never lose it. It will always come in handy, when you are held accountable for your actions. And keep Jesse and Al on your Christmas card mailing list. You never know, when you might need them to blackmail someone in your behalf."
Blackmail? That's racist!!!
"...you people make me sick," says a reader, "at least your type of people. ill give you your 10 acres and a mule if you want it."
I'll just take the mule.
"Now I think (McNabb) is bitch and if your behind him on his comments than you are a bitch too.." says a punctuation-challenged reader. P.S. good luck stirring the pot on raceism.."
Or racism.
"I think you & donovan should get together and cry on each other's shoulders...." writes a redneck, "sick and tired of hearing the black man cry about being black....must not be too proud of your heritage"
Very proud of my various heritages and I don't think Donovan is the cry on the shoulder type. Just a guess. But I'm certain you're a dope. Next!
"Tell me this," says a reader, "since there is racism, and there is a double standard. Why is there a Black Football League?"
There is? Can I play in it? Can Doyel?
"Here we go again another black man going into the deck of racism to pull out his card," writes a reader.
Again, where do you get these race cards? The Internet? A garage sale?
"Ya know something, Mr. we owe you something, we don't!"
Mr. Freeman will do.
"It should not surprise me that you have worked for some of the most Liberal Newspapers in America."
Ah, OK stalker.
"You Freeman, are nothing more than Al Sharpton with a daily outlet to the sports world," states a reader.
I'm much better looking than Sharpton.
"Read your article and can see you are full of talent," writes a perceptive reader. "Too bad you are also full of another thing."
And what would that be? Charm? Intelligence? Horse poop?
"I guess you can tell I am white by my name. Let me start off by saying that McNabb is a bum and a racist."
The only thing I can tell is that you are a butt particle.
Next!
"How stupid do you think people are?" says an anonymous and gutless turd. "QB is a thinking man's position. And history has proven that whites are far superior to blacks in that position. Play your idiotic race card. Black's stink at QB."
And you stink at punctuation. You great thinker you.
"Ridiculous, black people will play that card every chance they get. Black people are the only racist people I know of these days but keep pushing and I could easliy see it turning back."
Huh? And it's e-a-s-i-l-y.
"Ok, was it rasism when Terrell Owens critized McNab?Or do you recieve more attention when you bring race up."
What is rasism? Is that a new French dish? And remember: it's 'I' before 'E' except after 'C.'
"Mike, I own a firm, and I am terrified of expensive litigation," writes an idiot named Tom. "Therefore, I simply don't hire blacks because I know they are more likely to respond with a lawsuit for being fired or for not being promoted. Mike Freeman, Jesse Jackson, Johnnie Cochran, Al Sharpton, Donovan McNabb and the rest of the race card jokers end up hurting blacks in the long run."
But there is no racism in this world and I hope the government finds out one day you won't hire black people. "I am a white man and have to work for every dime I get."
Good for you, oh mighty white man who is king of all things hard work.
"Mr. Freeman once again much like the OJ Simpson jury your colum proves black Americans have a real problem with the facts."
And you're e-mail shows you can't spell "column."
Until next week. I have to go now. I'm off in search of a woman named Margaret.
