Happy Kwanzaa, Earl!

A former St. Louis school board member laughs off a racist diatribe

Comments (0) By Mike Seely Wednesday, Nov 26 2003

An avid blogger himself, Spencer is familiar with the Arch Pundit site. "[Handlin] was saying the obvious statement," Spencer says of Handlin's original critique. "These people arewhite supremacists."

By "these people," Spencer means the aforementioned anti-busing quartet, along with Holt's radio co-host Baum. A lawyer by trade, Baum runs the St. Louis-based Council of Conservative Citizens (CofCC), a national advocacy organization that "opposes government sponsored race preference programs" such as affirmative action and "stands against the tide of nonwhite, Third World immigrants swamping this country." Holt serves on the CofCC's national board of advisors.

Earl "Don't Call Me White Supremacist" Holt III

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Like Holt, Baum bristles at the "white supremacist" label and dismisses his co-host's vitriolic screed as a booze-fueled miscalculation.

"The strong language shows a lapse in civility but doesn't paint him as a white supremacist," says Baum. "It doesn't sound like Earl. He must have been imbibing when he did that. As far as the rhetoric is concerned, I don't go along with that."

Presumably, however, Baum does go along with the content of the songs, labeled "Carols for a Diverse Holiday Season," that scroll past when one alights on the CofCC's St. Louis chapter's Web site (www.galilei.com/stl/cofcc). Three of the "little ditties," as Baum refers to them, were penned by Holt under the byline "E.P.H." One, "A St. Louis Kwanzaa," begins:

'Twas the night before Kwanzaa, and all through the hood

The Negroes were restless and up to no good

Lookouts were posted at each corner with care

To alert all the crack-dens if Po-Leece came t .

Fumes of Mad Dog and weed floated strong through the air

While addicts shot smack with nary a care

Children had braided their cornrows real tight

In hopes the Kwanzaa bunny would visit that night.

The Crips and the Bloods made their holiday peace

Vowing in common to F*** the Po-Leece!