If I were a local pastor at all interested in credibly denying that I was a racist, and if I wanted to represent myself as a wise, mature counselor on the appropriateness of a woman running her now-deceased restaurant, I would probably try to do better than couch her hypothetical admonition to a sluggish employee with “Step it up, Paco.”
But that’s just me. And he’s clearly unable to write more than a few paragraphs without some sprinkling of juvenile bigotry, for which he should be, and now is, publicly rebuked.