Dear, Mr. Harry Watley

I have appealed to you decently and civilly not to post your filthy remarks on my blogs. As a full grown mature man, I have informed you; that I have no desired to descend into your cesspool of trifling, picayune, worthless dogma. You continue to float from blog to blog, espousing that you; and only you, God has giving the passe-partout key to Black American's salvation. Mr. Watley, in that five inch space between your ears, is a vastitude of confusion, discord, resentment and analphabetic. You're not my Prophet, nor do I desire to serve your Father of lies.