Saturday, July 25, 2009

The Professor Henry Louis Gates Drinking Game

Just chug one down whenever you hear any of the following over the next few days, or weeks.

* We need to have a national dialogue on race relations
* We have come a long way in addressing the problem of racial prejudice, but we still have a long way to go
* There is still a lot of residual racism in this country

Feel free to chug-a-lug three anytime you hear this gem, my favorite one of all-

*It's time for all Americans to work together to put the specter of racism behind us.

Continue throughout the coming weekend and beyond. The object of the game is simple-

Get so ripping, roaring, falling down dog-ass drunk that eventually, whenever somebody spouts any of the above, you tell them-


In the meantime, a tip of the mug to Professor Henry Louis Gates, the Harvard Professor who got the game going. I am almost sure it was not an accident. Him being such a close friend of the President and all, and probably frustrated at Obama's lack of addressing his pet peeve the way he thinks he should, I would almost bet he and his neighbor friend started this shit on purpose. Too bad for Gates and Obama he picked on the wrong stupid cop.

UPDATE: Professor Gates has cordially agreed to join in the drinking game. He said that he will have that beer with President Obama and Officer Crowley at the White House, adding-get ready for it now-

"I am pleased that he, too, is eager to use my experience as a teaching moment, and if meeting Sgt. Crowley for a beer with the president will further that end, then I would be happy to oblige," Gates said in a statement on, an Internet newsletter he edits.

Gates said he hoped his arrest would help reduce racial profiling by law enforcement agencies.


Yep, Professor Gates wants to get me smashed. Do these people have no sense of irony? On the other hand, they did have enough sense to wait until between seasons of Saturday Night Live to get this shit started. John Stewart doesn't do sketch comedy, does he?

I'm sorry, but there were just far too few prematurely exploding homemade bombs during the sixties.