I've always considered Maureen Dowd to be the NYT's equivalent of a two-dollar hooker. Now I've discovered that her white bed sheets do double duty. How else can you explain this column on Justice Clarence Thomas? Yo know, with all the bigoted attacks on a black man who remains to uppity to fall in line with the liberal agenda.

Not the sort of person I’d like to tailgate with, listen to Marvin Gaye with, share Ripple or a Scotch and Drambuie or a blackberry brandy with — if I were still drinking.

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I know it wasn’t what my hero Atticus Finch would have done. But having the power to carjack the presidency and control the fate of the country did give me that old X-rated tingle.

Because after all, black men are just carjackers who hang out drinking Ripple in their spare time. Right, Ms. Dowd?

What's more, Maureen Dowd explicitly accuses Justice Thomas of subverting justice. It is time for her to put up or shut up. Prove the accusations or resign in disgrace.

H/T Reformed Chicks Babbling, The Revolutionary Political/Sports Blog, Narcissistic Views

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