LaFond, that jerk, who has written more books that will never be read than any author—who has actually paid blood relatives to read just one of his books and has had them pocket the money and not crack the cover—when that knucklehead finally gets down in the dumps, what does he watch to raise his spirit?
This:
Books by James LaFond
I like that. Here's one I've been watching lately. It tickles me to no end and puts a big smile on my face. The guy with the suitcase is an intelligence researcher. He wrote "Race, Evolution, and Behavior".
youtube.com/watch?v=n9cH49pUe-I
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._Philippe_Rushton