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Winston Churchill, AKA a real British person

For those of you scoring at home, "rum, sodomy, and the lash" is the end of a famous quote that's attributed to Churchill, but which Churchill actually stole from his assistant, Anthony Montague-Browne: "The only traditions of the Royal Navy are rum, sodomy and the lash."

And since falsehood is involved, perhaps I should clarify: When I say Churchill, I mean Winston Churchill, the former prime minister of England, rather than Ward Churchill, he of the fabulous sunglasses, perhaps better known as the fake indian who heads the ethnic studies program at Colorado State University.


Ward Churchill, AKA Sitting Bullshit.
Traded some beads and a bolt of cloth for tenure.

Now, some people, cynics mostly, might say its symptomatic of the complete and utter intellectual corruption of the left that a white guy who slaps a feather in his hair and says "Ugg, me heap big indian chief, takem many paleface scalps, havem plenty squaw, now makem rain dance: Hiya hiya hiya hiya" gets to head up the native american studies department at a major american university. Fortunately, I amn't one of those people. My own take is that Ward probably got the gig less on the basis of his realistic redskin patois than on the strength of his bachelor's degree from prestigous Sangaman State University.


A real indian, AKA Sitting Bull.
Rather than being given tenure, Mr. Bull was shot in the head.

And not being cynical, it gives me hope, because I also have a dream: that some time in the near future a pasty face cracker such as myself who is willing to slap on some blackface and croon Mammy will be named president of the NAACP. I sho nuff hopes so anyways.


Ah's Al Jolson, and ah be approvalling of dis massage.

                                
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