Last weekend I was winding down with a few beers, and I ended up scanning through a lot of the flap regarding John Derbyshire’s firing from National Review. After getting my jollies trolling the comments, I decided to write a short piece for Max’s FKIN blog about all of these hysterical faggots who run around claiming to be “shocked” and “appalled” and “upset” and “concerned” about sentiments expressed by other people who don’t agree with them. In short, we’ve become a nation of panty-pissers who can’t handle reality.
The essay, titled “Yellow Panties,” turned out to be pretty popular.
(Nasty photo, ain’t?)
