That's terrible. I'm sure his mother was a fine, upstanding Southern Belle. And his father a strapping, rugged cousin of hers, with 2 mules, a flock of chickens, running water, a comfort goat and a pet coon named Okra.
His writing is riveting and informative, and his opinions well informed and thought through. Like when he called for Mr Marcus to be black balled, he then changed his tune when Marcus called him to say it was a mis understanding. A day after that, he saw the picture of Mr. Marcus's lesioned cock, and after masturbating to thoughts of licking away said lesions, he switched back to hating the temporarily diseased mope. With convictions like that, HOW COULD YOU HATE THE MAN? You gotta be Fabian or a European underling of his, hellbent on besmirching the man's good name and journalistic integrity. You should be ashamed.
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Thinking of cracked-out and/or tweaking whores getting their throats and asses brutalized for the next hit makes me hard. --Rear Admiral