Memorial Day weekend. Sun. Fun. Cubs atmosphere. Old Style. A little batting practice at Sluggers’. And, of course, a discussion on race with a dumbass t-shirt vendor (via TSB).

I already wrote about this at FanHouse, but for the fifty of you reading today who might also be Cubs fans, let me reprise. (Actually, maybe it’s more; we are worth a million dollars in pretend internet money.) If you buy a “Horry Kow” t-shirt, you are scum of the Earth. Why? Because you are doing any of the three following things:

1. Exhibiting a stunning lack of personal inhibition about offensive stereotypes.
2. Putting money in retards’ pockets.
3. Playing in to every bad name Cubs fans get called, which, I’m starting to believe, we deserve.
4. Being a dumb fucktard.

So don’t buy one. The shirt salesmen won’t sell them if there’s no market. Like the drug war, it’s time to focus on demand-side prevention. Capiche? Actually, you know what? Take the 20 bucks you’d pay for one of these shirts, and buy a sack of bud. I’d rather your money went to drug dealers.

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