Dr. King had a dream.
Everyday I wake up I'm reminded of that dream. As I walk around town on a typical morning, stopping at burger joints, barbecue restaurants, grocery stores, Subways, donut shops, Sonic (have you seen the breakfast menu?), bagel stands, soup kitchens, hell whatever, I walk around Free. Free to order what I want. Free to sit where I want. Free to write what I want. And yes my friends and readers, Free, Free at last, to eat what I want.
It reminds me of the great American hero Brett Favre. Disgusting news came out last week from a supposed sports website that Brett Favre had allegedly sent pictures of his penis to a Jets sideline reporter. I'm sickened at writers across the country have promoted the website, http://www.deadspin.com , and written constantly about the situation out of sheer self promotion, in a vain attempt to get as many website hits as possible. It's disgusting that Dr. King's dream has turned into a free for all where all the members of the leering press do is swarm like vultures around the private life of a football star, who is merely expressing his affection for a girl he loves, something they probably don't have the balls to do.
I think about those early days when No. 4 left it all on display for us to enjoy every week. The package on display was a site to behold. I'm reminded of his friendship with black defensive end Reggie White and just thinking about it brings a feeling of unity that hasn't been seen in the NFL since the great Tony Dungy, whose African American son died in tragic hate crime in South Beach. I think about Tony and the pain he must've gone through when I'm down at the Tampa Arby's enjoying a roast beef sandwich (Store 8318, sauce is extra tangy.) God I'm hungry.
Brett Favre is a true American Hero. It doesn't matter that he played in Wisconsin, is white, and likely owns a farm. When he gets sacked, he pops right up and smacks the graceful, smooth, gloriously athletic black defensive end, despite the fact his superior athleticism. Then he sends a couple of texts to him after the game. That's just the kind of guy Brett is. Dr. King had a dream and I think people forget that. As this tale of distorted, hateful, and racist journalism overtakes America today, I challenge you reader to fulfill that dream and stand behind No.4 and his full body of work.
-Jason Whitlock
Jason Whitlock writes about the sports world from every angle, but mainly just the one about race, including those other writers can't imagine or muster courage to address, because it takes a whole lot of courage to attempt to make a career solely off of writing about race. His columns are humorous because they are so bad, thought-provoking if you are literally comatose and words might snap you out of it, agenda free just like all good writing should be, honest and unpredictable, if unpredictable means that its about race.
Jason Whitlock is an African American columnist for the Kansas City Star and FOXSports.com, is widely considered the most provocative, thought-provoking and entertaining sports columnist working today. The September 2007 issue of Vibe Magazine tabbed Whitlock as “one of 40 people who will change the world.” Presidential candidate Barack Obama was also on the list.
With a column-writing style stolen from his boyhood idol Mike Royko and courage gleaned from his mentor Ralph Wiley, Whitlock has made a local and national name by boldly and insightfully addressing the most sensitive subjects in sports. Unlike any other writer in the world, he can't utter a fucking sentence without talking about race or food.
His April 11, 2007 column on Don Imus and Rutgers basketball best illustrates Whitlock’s knack for turning sports commentary into social commentary and providing a fresh outlook on a controversial topic. By fresh, he means he plays the race card once again, drawing the ire of everyone with a brain. The column, “Imus isn’t the real bad guy,” is one of the most pervasive pieces of newspaper journalism published. By pervasive, critics have clarified they mean literally so awful its offensive. It has been compared to Pulitzer Prize-winner Leonard Pitts’ column on 9/11, in that like 9/11, it's a fucking national tragedy.
If he wore a bra, his breasts would be a 36D and would likely need extra support due to their overwhelming weight. He enjoys all types of food, from filet mignon to dog food, and will eat it off the ground. He was once quoted by Charlie Gibson on Good Morning America as saying that he is staunchly opposed to the five second rule.
The column, which argued that African-Americans should examine hip-hop music’s culture of black-on-black disrespect rather than castigate an old radio shock jock, served as the foundation of two episodes of “The Oprah Winfrey.” Whitlock flew to Chicago, met Ms. Winfrey and appeared on both shows alongside rap-music mogul Russell Simmons, the Rev. Al Sharpton, New York Daily News columnist Stanley Crouch, singer India Arie and others
Mr. Whitlock can be contacted by email at BKQuadStacker@gmail.com and by facsimile if he hasn't eaten the fax machine yet this month thinking it was a filet-o-fish.
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