*Taken from the Black Sphere. Written by Kevin Jackson.

The nerve of that behind scratching, black-anglo-saxon, boot-licking, buck-dancing, butt-kissing, co-caucasian, cocktail-sipping, foot shuffling, hi yaller, handkerchief-head, opporTOMist, Oreo ™ cookie, rent-a-Tom, servant-of-the-right-wing, self-hating, self-loathing, shoeshine boy, speak-when-spoken-to, Stepin Fetchit, thank-ya-boss, uppity un-cola,Uncle Tom, race traitor, Rush Limbaugh wannabe Herman Cain to get Janeane Garofalo in a dust up.

Recall that not long ago Garofalo was compelled to come to the aid of Barack Obama, when the nasty Republicans disagreed with his policies, calling them “reckless,” “dangerous,” and “anti-business,” all code words for “black.”  Garofalo stepped in to make sure that the new black president was not harassed further by Republicans in Congress, and that mean-spirited Tea Party.

In case you didn’t know, every black president is assigned a low-life Hollyweirdo for protection—it’s in the Constitution. Without such a low-life skanky chick like Garofalo, Obama would surely perish.

Garofalo said that the reason people were going after Obama was because he was black. And anybody who disagreed with Obama, right or wrong, was practicing “straight up racism.” Garofalo felt she needed to protect a man who could have her killed.

Garofalo is protecting two lowly Negroes for the price of one: A two-fer.

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