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Happy Kwanzaa, Earl!

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Like Holt, Baum bristles at the "white supremacist" label and dismisses his co-host's vitriolic screed as a booze-fueled miscalculation.

"The strong language shows a lapse in civility but doesn't paint him as a white supremacist," says Baum. "It doesn't sound like Earl. He must have been imbibing when he did that. As far as the rhetoric is concerned, I don't go along with that."

Presumably, however, Baum does go along with the content of the songs, labeled "Carols for a Diverse Holiday Season," that scroll past when one alights on the CofCC's St. Louis chapter's Web site (www.galilei.com/stl/cofcc). Three of the "little ditties," as Baum refers to them, were penned by Holt under the byline "E.P.H." One, "A St. Louis Kwanzaa," begins:

'Twas the night before Kwanzaa, and all through the hood

The Negroes were restless and up to no good

Lookouts were posted at each corner with care

To alert all the crack-dens if Po-Leece came t .

Fumes of Mad Dog and weed floated strong through the air

While addicts shot smack with nary a care

Children had braided their cornrows real tight

In hopes the Kwanzaa bunny would visit that night.

The Crips and the Bloods made their holiday peace

Vowing in common to F*** the Po-Leece!

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