Uncle Ben: A Credit to his Race

[H. Montague Worthington]

Last night my wife Delores and I were enjoying a fine meal, and instead of a baked potato, she served rice. It was delicious.

I said, "Mommie Do-Do (that's my nickname for Delores), who made this fine rice?"

And she whispered timidly, "Master (that's her pet name for me), begging your indulgence, it was Uncle Ben."

"Well," I said, grabbing her firmly by the collar and gently pushing her into the pantry, "show me this rice!"



Needless to say, I was surprised to see an aging Nigra houseboy on the package. Delores screamed, "Please don't, Master, please don't hurt me!!" as she collapsed to the floor of the pantry shielding her head, but I told her that I wasn't going to beat her because she "done good." And she dried her tears and apologized again for being a terrible nuisance and a discredit to the family.

We enjoyed dessert, she cleared the table, and we played Jenga late into the night. All in all, a delightful evening for all concerned.

[Deaner]

Re: Uncle Ben: A Credit to his Race

I never understood what a darkie was doing selling nip food. If you ask me I bet he killed a couple of those chink railroad workers and stole the recipie but we'll probably never know. I guess as long as you enjoyed your meal that's all that matters. Personally I don't care much for chinks or darkies and anything they refer to as food is probably better suited being served to trendy queers and lieberals discussing new techniques to spit in Christ's face. But that's just me. I mean good for Ben, it's better than stealing pies and raping white women.

[Old Iron Crotch]

Re: Uncle Ben: A Credit to his Race

Last night my wife Delores and I were enjoying a fine meal, and instead of a baked potato, she served rice. It was delicious.

I said, "Mommie Do-Do (that's my nickname for Delores), who made this fine rice?"

And she whispered timidly, "Master (that's her pet name for me), begging your indulgence, it was Uncle Ben."

"Well," I said, grabbing her firmly by the collar and gently pushing her into the pantry, "show me this rice!"



Needless to say, I was surprised to see an aging Nigra houseboy on the package. Delores screamed, "Please don't, Master, please don't hurt me!!" as she collapsed to the floor of the pantry shielding her head, but I told her that I wasn't going to beat her because she "done good." And she dried her tears and apologized again for being a terrible nuisance and a discredit to the family.

We enjoyed dessert, she cleared the table, and we played Jenga late into the night. All in all, a delightful evening for all concerned.

How exactly was she a nuisance and a disgrace for cooking your dinner?

[Virginia Day Templeton]

Re: Uncle Ben: A Credit to his Race

How was Hitler evil for making beautiful paintings?

He wasn't. He was evil for enabling such dreadful living conditions at his labor camps that nearly 300,000 sick and elderly Jews died of typhus there. Likewise, Brother Monty never said his wife was a nuisance because she cooked dinner for him. If you ask me, it sounds like she got in the way when he was trying to access the pantry, which is simply inexcusable--women have been flogged for less, as they should be. In sparing her, what Brother Monty showed was no less than Pure Christian Compassion. You should be falling head over heels in praise of him.

[Old Iron Crotch]

Re: Uncle Ben: A Credit to his Race

You should be falling head over heels in praise of him.

Not in this lifetime.

[Jonathan H. Dona]

Re: Uncle Ben: A Credit to his Race

If there's one things that the nigras have shown, it's that they know how to cook food. Why do you think they're so often employed as housekeepers and why do you think maple syrup is best made by a nigress named Jemima? It's because those nigras know how to make food and be subservient. It's what they do best.