How do you know you’re a racist? When your hatred for brown and black people is so pathological that you can’t talk about a congressional scandal without going on a tangent about black people and their jungle music. From Wonkette comes this excerpt from a National Review screed by David Gelernter:

Weiner didn’t commit adultery or anything near adultery. He committed tasteless stupidity, and there’s no law against that. When reporters first asked him about the expose reports, he should have said “Butt out.”

The biggest offense in this case is the dirtying of the public airwaves and news-waves with ugly, trivial junk; it’s an offense like the one that used to be popular a generation ago with “urban youths,” who would carry around giant boom boxes and play music (or whatever it was) at deafening volumes.

As the bloggers at Wonkette noted sharply, “Ha ha, was that even music, the racket those break-dancers would play through their ghetto blasters, when Reagan was president? Sounds more like some cannibals playing bongos!”

It’s no wonder guys like David Gelernter and, more notably, John Derbyshire, a celebrity of the Alternative Right, are being promoted heavily by National Review. They know what direction the winds are blowing since Obama was elected and they’re not about to switch course. The Tea Party demographic is that of the pizza shop owner in Spike Lee’s Do The Right Thing, and that demographic ain’t shifting as long as a scary black man leads the other team.