A reader said that I am an egomaniac.

Let me start my reply by referring to an old joke. There was an eleven-foot-tall man at the circus. He told people that he was eleven feet tall at the circus, but when he went on vacation, he was a midget.

Do you want me to claim that I am really a midget?

A professor friend of mine recently wrote me an e-mail. He said the first time he met me was at a cocktail party at the University of Virginia. He heard that there was this South Carolina racist who was tearing everybody apart who tried to argue with him.

This really impressed him because this was one of the top graduate schools on earth. Two of my professors later won Nobel Prizes. One of my fellow students became Reagan’s OMB Director. But the buzz was that nobody could argue with Bob. He made them look like morons.

My analogy test showed I had an IQ of 160. He said he thought my real IQ was higher than that.

The whole point of WhitakerOnline is that I see things the experts and PhDs don’t. I am up for a debate with any professor on earth, and none of them will dare take me up on it.

Just how many people can say that?

So what am I supposed to do? Am I supposed to say I may seem smart but I’m a moron on my days off?

I get along with working people because I respect them. What the average working man is willing to sacrifice just because he thinks it’s right is awesome.

No working man is going to tell me he is a better electrician than I am because we both know he IS a better electrician than I am.

But I despise a PhD who says he should tell working people what to do because he is a Great Intellectual. I am a better intellectual than he is.

Professors and PhDs put everything on the idea that they are very, very smart. They say they should decide what working people watch on TV, because working people will just choose what they LIKE to watch, and these Great Intellectuals should tell them what they NEED to watch.

I resent that. I don’t compete with a working man, but by God I tell those self-styled Geniuses where to go.

And the West Virginia coal miners, the Louisville electricians, the South Carolina mill workers, the Chicago steel workers and the Boston Southies have cheered me on.

They need one person like me to put those self-styled Intellectuals in their place.

With my huge ego, I tell those self-styled Intellectuals that, compared to me, they are dunces. And I back it up.

None of them would dare take me on in a debate.

So again, what am I supposed to do? Am I supposed to claim I’m not all that smart?

If I’m not smarter than the average bear, why the hell should you listen to me?