It has long been observed that the lascivious
Schwarzer is a slave to the nether regions of the soul, that gloomy necropolis of the
psychē where the absence of luminous reason leaves the appetitive loins as the sole guide of action for the wayward Sub-Saharanite. Dewey Cox knew all about this, and was able to intuitively tap into this dark, lecherous energy so that black folks could satisfy their need to dance erotically.