The Washington Times decided to publish an editorial titled "Hail to the Redtails?" in which some moron tries to argue that changing the name of the Washington Redskins is a bad idea. It contains two of the dumbest sentences in the history of written language.

The editorial was written in response to D.C. city councilman David Grosso's plan to introduce a resolution that would demand that the Redskins change their name to the Washington Redtails, in honor of the Tuskegee Airmen. It contains this sentence:

But if “Redskins” demeans Indians, why wouldn’t “Redtails” demean fighter pilots?

Buh? I don't...what? I don't even think Sarah Lee from Osceola, Ind., would be on board with that sentiment.


And then, we get hit with this:

Mr. Grosso might not know that Redskins, as they have been called for 80 years, was actually adopted to honor its second coach, Lone Star Dietz, who was descended from American Indians, before “Indians” became “Native Americans” (which is what most of us are).


God, that sentence is just deliciously stupid. It's really quite perfect, the way the stupidity slowly builds before crescendoing with that parenthetical that hits you like a sledgehammer of idiocy. It's the moron's answer to the final line of The Great Gatsby.

h/t Steinberg