I’ve incurred the wrath of the Free Republic, an arch conservative organization committed to domination of America by the extreme right wing.

       My article “God and McCain are White” evidently made them mad.

       They took out a page on their website and about twenty of their members took potshots at my article. The insults involved the usual name calling. One guy said “this guy is a ding bat.”

       The next said “no, a moon bat.”

       See how clever they are.

       As usual, some attacked my alleged sexuality. One said I liked “big black men.”

       In truth, I have nothing against “big black men.” Also in truth, there are many rednecks out there who are homosexuals, although I won’t fault them for it, or call them “faggots.” I’ll be more dignified. I don’t believe a person should be criticized politically because of what he does in the bedroom, in this case, an extremist right wing person into an alternative lifestyle mode (gay).

       Some of these gay conservatives can throw a piano out a window. The idea that gays are always weak is false.

       Additional negative comments included the typical reference to “horse shit.” Excrement is always a good zinger if you’re really strained to come up with anything more original.

       One of their members was truly baffled by satire and when I said God and John McCain are white he responded, “what’s wrong with that?”

       Now, lets get something straight. I’m not against the macho guys of the Free Republic (called Freepers) because they have an opinion. I do think the growth of extremism where people abandon the idea of a two or three party system where alternative opinions are at the very least grudgingly tolerated as just opinions……and where people who disagree are considered enemies to be conquered or punished…..and where people organize with the attitude that if you’re not with us, you’re against us….The Watergate Philosophy…and where the threat of violence toward malefactors is always lurking just under the surface of their position……is unfortunate.

       But hey! They can’t help how they feel any more than I can help being who I am.

       The head of this organization is from Fresno. So am I. Fresno is the hate capitol of the Western United States. There are more haters per capita there than anywhere else. Even Bakersfield.

       Many of them are guys named Sparky who are contractors, drive trucks and possess rifles. Some of them display Confederate flags. They’re really angry white guys who wish it was 1958 and blacks knew their proper place.

       Anybody whose opinion they don’t like they call a “faggot” or a “pansy” (they reportedly once called Tony Snow, George Bush’s press secretary and a member of their own group this. Apparently, to them, you can’t be physically weak (a pansy) and still have a valid opinion).

       A pansy is a pretty flower. I have nothing against flowers.

       I think a better word would be a “pixie.” You’re a liberal pixie.

       I actually believe there’s a place for angry resenting frustrated guys named Sparky driving around in contractor (plumber) trucks ninety miles an hour who are angry at the world and the commie pinko faggots and their liberal black (don’t use the dreaded formerly popular “N” word to a big black man to his face unless you’re prepared to back it up with your fists) friends.

       No, I respect these guys. They are salt of the earth, frontier stock, trail blazers, pathfinders, patriots, heroes (some of them are morons), who oppose creeping feminine socialism, who watch John Wayne movies, and who believe blacks and Mexicans and Indians (many of them like Indian bingo gaming) and women should know their place, and that they should all be pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen.

       I understand. I salute you!