Jason Whitlock backhands Serena Williams

I'm wondering why it is Don Imus can call a group of Black women "nappy headed hoes" and everybody loses their mind (including me), but when a Black sportswriter, Jason Whitlock of Fox Sports, can slam Serena Williams with no mercy and little accuracy, nobody says jack.

If you don't follow Whitlock's typical raving and drooling here's a sample of how far he went off on Williams after she beat her sister Venus to win her third title at Wimbledon and her 11th career major.

With a reduction in glut, a little less butt and a smidgen more guts, Serena Williams would easily be as big as Michael Jackson, dwarf Tiger Woods and take a run at Rosa Parks.

You can call me unfair. You can even scream that I'm sexist.

But there's an inescapable truth about Serena Williams: She's an underachiever.

And all the people making excuses for Serena and rationalizing her failure to totally dominate women's tennis are the very people uninterested in seeing women rise to a level of equality with men.

Unfortunately for us, she lacks the courage to fulfill her destiny.

She'd rather eat, half-ass her way through non-major tournaments and complain she's not getting the respect her 11-major-championships résumé demands.

Seriously, how else can Serena fill out her size 16 shorts without grazing at her stall between matches?

This week we're being treated to the sorry sight of a bunch of 50-something Republican White men taking turns beating up an accomplished, intelligent and experienced judge because she takes pride in her racial heritage and made a comment about being a "wise Latina" that apparently means she's a vicious bigot.

We've heard to the point of nausea how a Supreme Court judge is supposed to be a "umpire calling balls and strikes."

It's time to call a strike on sportswriters who denigrate Black women based on their bodies and looks instead of their accomplishments.

Serena is arguably pushing 175 pounds, content playing hard only in the major tournaments, happy to be photographed on dates with pro athletes and proud to serve as a role model for women with oversized back packs.

BBWs -- Big Booty Women -- do not write me angry e-mails. I'm only knocking Serena's back pack because it's preventing her from reaching her full potential as an athletic icon. I am not fundamentally opposed to junk in the trunk, although my preference is a stuffed onion over an oozing pumpkin.

(A stuffed onion is a booty so round and tight that it brings tears to your eyes).

Nothing too sexist about that, huh?

Serena does occasionally say silly things and has worn some cringe-inducing outfits on the court, but she's a winner and she's grown up to be a very poised young woman. As a Black woman in tennis, she can dominate her sport and still not be chased after for commercials and endorsement deals. Even a White guy like Roger Federer isn't exactly in Tiger Woods territory when it comes to being a pitchman.

President Obama and his family recently welcomed the Wimbledon champion to the White House. Apparently the president wasn't worried about Serena raiding the White House kitchen.

Whitlock pleases his bosses at Rupert Murdoch's sports network by using his Blackness to dump on Black women for the sake of a cheap story and whatever filthy lucre they throw his way. He did it to C. Vivian Stringer and the Rutgers basketball team when Imus slammed them and now he's going it one better.

Would a White sportswriter be able to get away with a line like "How can Serena fill out her size 16 shorts without grazing at her stall between matches?"

I doubt you'd have more than 30 seconds of peace before Al and Jesse showed up with their traveling picket line.

Whitlock knows he can say these things with impunity because he can say he's Black and that gives him a pass.

There is no pass for being obnoxious and a hypocrite all at the same time. When a dried up White man like Imus rips Black women we're ready to march, boycott and demonstrate our outrage. A Black man wallows in his a blatantly sexist rant and there's nothing but crickets chirping. What's up with that?

Should we overlook that while he's sneering at how soft and flabby Serena is, Whitlock himself shops in the Big and Tall shops for the husky kid's jeans?

I know, you think I'm a hypocrite. No, I'm not. Sports writers are supposed to be plump and lazy. I'm fulfilling my destiny.

Since when is high blood pressure, diabetes and morbid obesity "fulfilling my destiny?"

Fat folks ripping on somebody else for being out of shape should carefully remove the stones from their own glass house.

'Scuse me. I think I hear a pot calling a kettle.