Political correctness is one thing. Disrespecting people you have no business in judging is another. People seem to get those confused a lot.
I suppose what I mean is this: I hate the politically correct trend to change words when they become offensive. For instance: I am handicapped. The PC term is handicapable. Eventually, that will be offensive and something new will be devised. The same goes for retarded. Apparently we can no longer say that, despite it being an accurate descriptor. Watch, in a few years "special" will become an epithet as well.
There is no right in this country to not be offended, just grow a thicker skin. If someone doesn't respect you for a minor and trivial difference, they are moronic and their opinion is irrelevant. The only way to stop the eternal euphemism treadmill of the PC culture is to man up and bare it and ignore assholes who bother people based on their flaws. My ten cents.
There is no right in this country to not be offended, just grow a thicker skin.
My policy is to just to respect peoples wishes for things. Don't being called dyke? I'll respect your wishes and not call you a dyke. Changing your name to Derrick? I'll call you Derrick. I see no point in not doing this, and it's a lot better than continuing to use terms that bother them and driving a person to the edge of madness and attempting to kill themselves.
Verbal abuse/spite can drive someone to depression and just because you're fine with it and not all that sensitive about the matter doesn't mean it's okay to force someone else to. I'd rather have a sensitive alive friend than a dead friend.
My policy is to just to respect peoples wishes for things. Don't being called dyke? I'll respect your wishes and not call you a dyke. Changing your name to Derrick? I'll call you Derrick. I see no point in not doing this, and it's a lot better than continuing to use terms that bother them and driving a person to the edge of madness and attempting to kill themselves.
Verbal abuse/spite can drive someone to depression and just because you're fine with it and not all that sensitive about the matter doesn't mean it's okay to force someone else to. I'd rather have a sensitive alive friend than a dead friend.
My point is that no one should care about idiots with close minded opinions. Tune them out, don't listen, avoid them or just don't read their posts. Political correctness of this sort assumes that avoiding having people be offended is more important than free speech, and once you start legislating speech, it becomes a lot easier to make more rules regarding what you can and cannot say.
Suppose someone decides that a political viewpoint is offensive? Or a religious view is offensive? Speech must be totally and completely free or else it is not really free.
This has been on my mind (not the only thing mind, but one of the more prominent things) since I saw it sometime in the early hours of yesterday morning:
I thought the PC term for handicapped was 'physically challenged'. The French PC term translates to "people with reduced mobility". A lot of this is pretty annoying and pointless, I agree with that.
What individuals like to be called or referred to as has nothing to do with political correctness. PC means using these terms with everyone and getting on the case of people who don't. PC means not being willing to call Pants "handicapped" even though it's his preferred term, just because it's been decided to be offensive by people who probably have no idea what they're talking about.
I honestly don't use any politically correct term. But of course I don't use the "Offensive" term Offensively.
What really got me against Politically Correct crap was when they tried to change the term Fast Food like a year ago. It's Fast Food, it will always be fast food.
Changing Retarded to special hasn't helped at all, people use special as an insult just as much as they did Retarded.
Also, When did Gay stop meaning happy and started meaning Homosexual?
My dad managed to bid another week of vacation. That makes one week of landscaping all day every day (with one day off for a baseball game), two weeks of landscaping every day after he got off work (all day on Sundays and with two days off due to weather), and now another week of landscaping all day every day. Expect annoying pictures and reports to resume tomorrow, when we attempt to finish the sprinkler system.
I wonder if anyone can eat it if they realise the innuendo attached to that.
Totally! I love a Gaytime at the beach.
Since they've been around forever (like since the 60s) and everyone's grown up with them, it's kind of just a national joke. The packaging of the 4-pack supermarket boxes actually says "4 delicious chances to have a Gaytime!"
International food hilarity works both ways too... I cracked up the first time I walked into Waitrose and saw them selling faggots in gravy.
Hey, Pantsy. Rule 34 on Evangelion. Now you'll have to go look it up, won't you, you filthy little degenerate you. Yes, you are. >coos< Yesyuare. Yesuar. >pats Pants on the head< Have a treat, Pants. Good Pants.
Hey, Pantsy. Rule 34 on Evangelion. Now you'll have to go look it up, won't you, you filthy little degenerate you. Yes, you are. >coos< Yesyuare. Yesuar. >pats Pants on the head< Have a treat, Pants. Good Pants.
>Pants pants happily<
Well, that certainly does make things better. Especially crippledog. Well done, Fawful. When I sing the song that ends the world, you shall be spared. Congratulations!
Well, that certainly does make things better. Especially crippledog. Well done, Fawful. When I sing the song that ends the world, you shall be spared. Congratulations!
Went a-waltzing last night. It was quite fun, and due to my preparations, this time I have not been reduced to hobbling the next day! Though, this eye makeup refuses to come off.
Sadly, my makeup remover is four hundred miles away! Right now, I'm making due with lots of soap and water at periodic times. I've gotten most of it, but there's still that last little resistance. Oh well, it shall succumb soon!
I still have lipstick smudge on my forehead from Rocky Horror on Friday night/ Saturday morning. Why won't it wash out!?
Try dish soap? If it works for bike grease, it should work for everything! Barring that, baking soda and vinegar. At the very least, you'll enjoy the weird sensations.
I still have lipstick smudge on my forehead from Rocky Horror on Friday night/ Saturday morning. Why won't it wash out!?
Because you're not trying very hard!
I'd experiment to see if any cooking oil (or even butter/margarine) would be efficacious in lipstick removal, but my flatmates are home and they think I'm weird enough as it is.
I think I'm going to beat the hell out of someone so I can forgive them. I am completely serious. I'm fated to. And no, it's nobody here. Wish I could forgive them without beating them up, but I can't. It's a dilemma.
Try dish soap? If it works for bike grease, it should work for everything! Barring that, baking soda and vinegar. At the very least, you'll enjoy the weird sensations.
I suppose I'll try it. I am - of course - a noted fan of weird sensations.
I'd experiment to see if any cooking oil (or even butter/margarine) would be efficacious in lipstick removal, but my flatmates are home and they think I'm weird enough as it is.
I'd try it, but I have worries about oil and my face.
EDIT: I totally forgot - WEIRD IS GOOD. That is all.
I think I'm going to beat the hell out of someone so I can forgive them. I am completely serious. I'm fated to. And no, it's nobody here. Wish I could forgive them without beating them up, but I can't. It's a dilemma.
Your conscience can deal with it much better if you *don't* use a bike chain to beat him.
I think I'm going to beat the hell out of someone so I can forgive them. I am completely serious. I'm fated to. And no, it's nobody here. Wish I could forgive them without beating them up, but I can't. It's a dilemma.
Did they offer you that option? Beat me up and we're evens?
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I suppose what I mean is this: I hate the politically correct trend to change words when they become offensive. For instance: I am handicapped. The PC term is handicapable. Eventually, that will be offensive and something new will be devised. The same goes for retarded. Apparently we can no longer say that, despite it being an accurate descriptor. Watch, in a few years "special" will become an epithet as well.
There is no right in this country to not be offended, just grow a thicker skin. If someone doesn't respect you for a minor and trivial difference, they are moronic and their opinion is irrelevant. The only way to stop the eternal euphemism treadmill of the PC culture is to man up and bare it and ignore assholes who bother people based on their flaws. My ten cents.
Screw soapboxes. I don't disagree with you, but damn you say these things in the most annoying ways.
My policy is to just to respect peoples wishes for things. Don't being called dyke? I'll respect your wishes and not call you a dyke. Changing your name to Derrick? I'll call you Derrick. I see no point in not doing this, and it's a lot better than continuing to use terms that bother them and driving a person to the edge of madness and attempting to kill themselves.
Verbal abuse/spite can drive someone to depression and just because you're fine with it and not all that sensitive about the matter doesn't mean it's okay to force someone else to. I'd rather have a sensitive alive friend than a dead friend.
I'm sorry I make you feel that way. Never my intentions, I promise.
My point is that no one should care about idiots with close minded opinions. Tune them out, don't listen, avoid them or just don't read their posts. Political correctness of this sort assumes that avoiding having people be offended is more important than free speech, and once you start legislating speech, it becomes a lot easier to make more rules regarding what you can and cannot say.
Suppose someone decides that a political viewpoint is offensive? Or a religious view is offensive? Speech must be totally and completely free or else it is not really free.
..ill just go now.
I'll stop now.
Please. That's like... the high point of the Star Wars Holiday Special.
No. Really.
What individuals like to be called or referred to as has nothing to do with political correctness. PC means using these terms with everyone and getting on the case of people who don't. PC means not being willing to call Pants "handicapped" even though it's his preferred term, just because it's been decided to be offensive by people who probably have no idea what they're talking about.
What really got me against Politically Correct crap was when they tried to change the term Fast Food like a year ago. It's Fast Food, it will always be fast food.
Changing Retarded to special hasn't helped at all, people use special as an insult just as much as they did Retarded.
Also, When did Gay stop meaning happy and started meaning Homosexual?
About 40 years ago?
My dad managed to bid another week of vacation. That makes one week of landscaping all day every day (with one day off for a baseball game), two weeks of landscaping every day after he got off work (all day on Sundays and with two days off due to weather), and now another week of landscaping all day every day. Expect annoying pictures and reports to resume tomorrow, when we attempt to finish the sprinkler system.
The worst was that controversy over "brainstorming" being a term offensive to people with epilepsy. Whaaaaa...
There will be riots in the streets if they ever change the name of this iconic Aussie ice cream:
O.O
But... how... why...
I'm going back to the My Little Pony thread to restore my faith in the world...
I wonder if anyone can eat it if they realise the innuendo attached to that.
Totally! I love a Gaytime at the beach.
Since they've been around forever (like since the 60s) and everyone's grown up with them, it's kind of just a national joke. The packaging of the 4-pack supermarket boxes actually says "4 delicious chances to have a Gaytime!"
International food hilarity works both ways too... I cracked up the first time I walked into Waitrose and saw them selling faggots in gravy.
Pack of fags?
YOU'RE a cigarette!
Don't get me started on rhyming slang... the first time someone told me they were "going outside for an oily" I was awfully confused.
Oh and it's not just the Aussies who have amusing confectionery:
When people started applying rule 34 to the Flintstones.
And all they ever wanted to do was have a gay old time...
Can't unimagine. You're an ass, StrongBrush.
All I want to know is whether or not it still has Dino.
Hey, Pantsy. Rule 34 on Evangelion. Now you'll have to go look it up, won't you, you filthy little degenerate you. Yes, you are. >coos< Yesyuare. Yesuar. >pats Pants on the head< Have a treat, Pants. Good Pants.
>Pants pants happily<
Well, that certainly does make things better. Especially crippledog. Well done, Fawful. When I sing the song that ends the world, you shall be spared. Congratulations!
I would like to note that it is painfully easy to play Rock Lobster on guitar.
What the hell is goin' on! I mean what the hell is goin' on!
While a technically accurate representation of the series, that was far in excess on five seconds.
this is coming from a mod?
Oil-based makeup remover, m'dear.
Sadly, my makeup remover is four hundred miles away! Right now, I'm making due with lots of soap and water at periodic times. I've gotten most of it, but there's still that last little resistance. Oh well, it shall succumb soon!
Try dish soap? If it works for bike grease, it should work for everything! Barring that, baking soda and vinegar. At the very least, you'll enjoy the weird sensations.
Try fire. Usually works like a charm.
...OR FLAMING DISH SOAP.
Because you're not trying very hard!
I'd experiment to see if any cooking oil (or even butter/margarine) would be efficacious in lipstick removal, but my flatmates are home and they think I'm weird enough as it is.
I suppose I'll try it. I am - of course - a noted fan of weird sensations.
I'd try it, but I have worries about oil and my face.
EDIT: I totally forgot - WEIRD IS GOOD. That is all.
Oh my. We have a winner.
Your conscience can deal with it much better if you *don't* use a bike chain to beat him.
Did they offer you that option? Beat me up and we're evens?