King of the Race Con Monday

“He’s the Jim and Tammy Faye Bakker of the civil rights movement,” renowned anti- death-penalty lawyer Millard Farmer says of Dees, his former associate, “though I don’t mean to malign Jim and Tammy Faye.” 

Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton are simply amateurs when it comes to flim-flamming the American public in the hatred for dollars game.  The undisputed champion of fraud and swindle in the race bait racket is none other than Morris Dees, an Alabama lawyer and grifter who turned racial animus, regional ignorance, virtue signaling and moral superiority into hundreds of millions of dollars and a lavish way of life.

Carl Cannon at Real Clear Politics,

Dees also started a nonprofit, which he named the Southern Poverty Law Center. But he gave up neither the high life nor the direct-mail business. He lives in luxury with his fifth wife and still runs the SPLC, which has used the mail-order model to amass a fortune. Its product line is an unusual one: For the past 47 years, Morris Dees has been selling fear and hate.

The business model is simple, albeit cynical, and best illustrated by its most famous case. In 1987, a Dees-led legal team won a $7 million judgment against the Ku Klux Klan in a wrongful death suit on behalf of Beulah Mae Donald, the mother of a 19-year-old kid murdered by members of the racist group. But the defendants’ total assets amounted to a building worth $52,000. That’s how much Mrs. Donald, who died the following year, received. But Dees reaped $9 million for the SPLC from fundraising solicitations about the case, including one showing a grisly photo of Michael Donald’s corpse.

Charlotte Allen at Weekly Standard,

Irony turns out to be what the SPLC is all about. Thanks to the generosity of four decades’ worth of donors, many of whom—as SPLC president Richard Cohen himself noted in a telephone interview with me—are aging Northern-state “1960s liberals” who continue to associate “Southern” and “poverty” with lynchings, white-hooded Klansmen, and sitting at the back of the bus, and thanks also to what can only be described as the sheer genius at direct-mail marketing of Dees, the SPLC’s 76-year-old lawyer-founder, who was already a multimillionaire by the late 1960s from the direct-mail sales of everything from doormats to cookbooks, the SPLC is probably the richest poverty organization in the history of the world. From its very beginning the SPLC, thanks to Dees’s talent for crafting multi-page alarmist fundraising letters, has not only continuously operated in the black, but has steadily accumulated a mountain of surpluses augmented by a shrewdly managed investment portfolio. Today the SPLC’s net assets total more than $256 million (that figure appears on the SPLC’s 2011 tax return, the latest posted on the organization’s website). That represented a more-than-doubling of the $120 million in net assets that the SPLC reported in 2000, which was itself more than a doubling of the $52 million in net assets that the SPLC reported during the mid-1990s.

In 2000, Ken Silverstein at Harper’s,

The more money the SPLC receives, the less that goes to other civil rights organizations, many of which, including the NAACP, have struggled to stay out of bankruptcy. Dees’s compensation alone amounts to one quarter the annual budget of the Atlanta-based Southern Center for Human Rights, which handles several dozen death-penalty cases a year. “You are a fraud and a conman,” the Southern Center’s director, Stephen Bright, wrote in a 1996 letter to Dees, and proceeded to list his many reasons for thinking so, which included “your failure to respond to the most desperate needs of the poor and powerless despite your millions upon millions, your fund-raising techniques, the fact that you spend so much, accomplish so little, and promote yourself so shamelessly.” Soon the SPLC win move into a new six-story headquarters in downtown Montgomery, just across the street from its current headquarters, a building known locally as the Poverty Palace.

And this would not be complete without an excerpt or three from the notorious State of Alabama divorce decree of Morris and Maureene Dees,

Although Maureene was subjected to a number of degrading sexual episodes
by Morris during the marriage which will be discussed hereafter, neither
Morris nor Maureene ever wanted or sought a divorce until Morris established
his permanent relationship with Vicki Booker McGaha in August of 1977.  It
was Morris' absolute refusal to give up his mistress, whom he was supporting
and whom he had made pregnant, that directly caused termination of 
Maureene's marriage and forced her to institute these divorce proceedings.
   In August, 1977, Morris tried the "Weisenhunt case" in Birmingham, and
became acquainted with Vicki Booker McGaha, who was a member of that jury 
(R. 1459).  Thereafter, Morris and Vicki began a sexual affair which has 
still not ended, and which was the cause of termination of two marriages.

And this disgusting episode,

After supper, they had all gone to bed in sleeping bags, when Maureene
woke up and found Morris and Deborah naked, having sex on the
sandbar (R. 306). Morris turned to Maureene and insisted that she
have sex with the other man. (R. 306). Later Maureene went back to
sleep and woke up shortly before dawn, and found Morris and Deborah
having intercourse again right next to her (R. 307).

Most appalling of all involving his future daughter-in-law,

Before Karen and Scooter were married, when
they were eighteen or nineteen, which was three or four years ago,
an incident occurred on Mother's Day at the family home in Mathews
(R. 345). The Dees had Karen and Scooter to dinner at the house,
and they cooked out (R. 346). While Scooter and Maureene were
cleaning up and washing dishes, Karen and Morris went out to go
swimming (R. 345). Five or ten minutes later, Maureene and Scooter
started down the path toward the pool, with Maureene in front. As
she approached the gate, she could see Morris and Karen standing
with their arms around each other with no clothes on, and Morris had
an erection. Maureene immediately turned and told Scooter that she
did not want to go swimming and the two of them headed back to the
house without Scooter having seen anything (R. 347).
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37 thoughts on “King of the Race Con Monday

  1. Morris Dees is a slimeball of the lowest order. He is, according to the article, head of the SPLC. Has anything good ever come from that organization to date?

  2. Mornin y’all.

    All is well in the world. “They” found Tom Brady’s jersey.

    We are going to see the end of global warming
    the seas will receded
    and the sun is going to shine.

    Hallelujah Tom Brady’s jersey has been found

  3. Just another Dem slimepit. Find me one Dem nonprofit that is not serving as a warehouse for operatives awaiting their time to get back up on the stage. Like everything else they touch, the Dems have perverted the well intentioned nonprofit (supposed to serve as educational outlets) into political propaganda sources. We pay tax to the government, government gives money to nonprofit, nonprofit supports candidates running against us. And the beat goes on.

  4. I checked out the Tom Brady jersey story, and while no names or nationalities were mentioned, it should be obvious to all that it was the Russians who took it. Now we could speculate as to what they intended to do with it – my guess is to trade it to Trump to continue to waste money on the investigation into election interference – but who knows. There’s more than one way to bring down a country you know.

  5. Morning! Not exactly a bright-and-early rising for me. But you know my motto: “I don’t wanna, I don’t haveta, I’m…”

    1. Sleeping in
    2. All cozy under the blanket
    3. Retired
    4. All of the above

  6. #10
    Not my fault, I got up late and went out. First time ever I got an inspection for a car with a computer. With my 1991 Toyota truck, I would take it to my local car shop, give them my key and my proof of insurance, then they would call me later in the day that it was ready. My guys knew a place in Acres Homes where an old vehicle could still be inspected, and they never charged me anything for that service.

    My guys have now morphed into “my gal”. The previous shop foreman — he who bought my old truck last fall — has left, apparently to start his own repair shop. The skinny young receptionist, the best one they have ever had, in the 15 years we’ve been using this shop, is now the shop manager. She’s moved into an office and the reception desk had a new female there today.

  7. Word on the street is the jersey was recovered by a Mexican reporter. He’s probably going to turn in the reward to Trump to help pay for the wall.

  8. Snoopy Happy Dance on the first day of Spring. Spouse monopolized the computer this morning while I was attending to household stuff and pulling out Easter decorations.

    Have heard a couple of reports on the radio about the stolen jersey, and both traced it to a Mexican journalist. The second report added the 2015 jersey being in that person’s possession as well. Houston Police Chief said they received a tip that led to the discovery and passed it along to everyone else involved in the search. Bet he is relieved to have that item finally found and to know it was not a local Texas citizen who swiped it.

  9. D_n Hatrick calls in the Texas Rangers to find Brady’s clothes that were prolly lost at the cleaners (yeah yeah I know) only to see this report

    Chief Art Acevedo ✔@ArtAcevedo
    Proud @houstonpolice Major Offenders Divison traced Brady Jersey to Mexico & it has been recovered with help of FBI & Mexican authorities.
    8:24 AM – 20 Mar 2017

    Thanks Mr Hattrick for the waste of tax payers money and resources. Somebody please tighten his leash and keep him away from television cameras.

    Good on HPD for locating the jersey, they deserve a bit of positive notoriety. But I am wondering why there are so many unsolved murders. kidnappings and unprocessed rape kits? By gosh if I lose my jersey speedo I know who to go to.

  10. By gosh if I lose my jersey speedo I know who to go to.

    HFD? They’re the ones with all the hazmat training & equipment.

    Might even need the NEST guys for that thing.

  11. The ducks are watching, no matter where you are, the ducks are watching.

    I’ll pass on the genital mutilation story. Vicious, barbaric animals.

  12. Hello? Anybody there? Everybody outside enjoying this lovely day?

    #20 El Gordo

    I can’t help but think of Daffy Duck in Duck Dodgers of the 24th and One Half Century cartoon every time the ducks come up in comments. That is one funny cartoon, and Daffy is such a delightful character. 🙂

  13. Okay, class, sit down and listen up!


    You must see Trey Gowdy’s turn with that FBI guy.

    No kidding.

  14. 22 Shannon

    James Comey made a fool of himself in hearings today. It was appalling and I was disappointed Gowdy didn’t just go ahead and totally humiliate the bastard. Comey’s smartass, unprofessional answers were just asinine.

    The media, FBI and NSA are heading for a trainwreck. They can’t continue to squirm and squirrel out of the trap they have created for themselves.

  15. I thought Comey should have been fired before the election. Regardless of his position or which side he favors, he’s out of his league when dealing with politicians, and personally I do not find him to be trustworthy. I can’t believe that Prescient Trump is allowing him to stay, or Jeff Sessions for that matter either.

  16. Removing the head of the FBI is a pretty big deal.

    Mr. Trump is more than happy to have the likes of Trey Gowdy and others take a few turns at the thumb screws.

    Heck, you never know when the media might decide to turn on Comey. I won’t be holding my breath, but ya never know.

  17. The director of the FBI does not serve at the pleasure of the President or AG. That position has a unique, independent role in the governmental hierarchy.

  18. Yes. The president may remove a director with adequate cause. President Clinton dismissed Director William Sessions halfway through his term on charges that Sessions misused official resources—such as using FBI aircraft for personal trips.

    Congress can also remove an FBI director by impeachment. Article II, Section 4 of the Constitution says that any civil officer can be removed if the Senate convicts him of “treason,bribery, or other high crimes and misdemeanors.” A two-thirds vote is required for conviction.

    In any situation, however, it is much more likely that the president would ask an FBI director to resign rather than fire him. Clinton dismissed Sessions only after he refused to resign.

    Next question?


  19. You may be in error about the President’s ability to fire the head of the FBI. He can be fire by the President or impeached by Congress. The 10- year term is a “not to exceed” deal passed after no one had the cajones to get rid of J Edgar for over 45 years. It is an appointed position, subject to Senate advice and consent, but he can be fired at will by the President. The problem is political, since Trump is at the center of a hoked up investigation for which there is no evidence, but which might cause more grief were he to unload Comey. He should have done that on day one. Comey will eventually be put into the position of having to plead “stupid” to avoid being proved “crooked”; a common place that crooked politicians often wind up.

  20. If the President of the United States calls, you take the call. If he has a job for you, you take the job. If he wants you gone, you leave. You can squawk or quack all you want to, but generally it’s pretty easy to get radioactive if you are subject to a public Presidential rebuff. Most decent people have enough respect for themselves and the office of POTUS to act with dignity, but now days, that number is shrinking.

  21. …after no one had the cajones to get rid of J Edgar for over 45 years.

    J. Edgar had all the dirt on every politician, dead or alive, and they knew it. I don’t think Comey is smart or devious enough.

  22. I mean, I’ve put up with a lot from you people over the years, but I don’t have to put up with a closeup of Morris Damn Dees.


  23. Trying to photo Morris Dees is like taking a picture of a cat, no matter what angle you shoot, the evil eyes beam.


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