One hundred years ago, we weren’t drinking sugar water by the gallon. We did not evolve to consume this crap. We drink it now because we developed our ability to sell ourselves crap faster than our ability to protect ourselves from that crap.
It’s time someone put a brake to it. These things start in NYC and spread. Like the smoking ban - remember how the haters said “we’re so uncivilized, compared to Europe”? Now there’s a smoking ban in Ireland and Italy.
I will be laughing the loudest when Peter Feld’s smartphone dings to tell him he’s not allowed to order cheese fries with his space-burger at Shake Shack 3000 because government mandated healthcare necessitates insultingly intrusive regulations, eventually based on data mined from his social network behavior, that aim to keep people healthy.
"Haha," I will say while patting him on the back, "The United States of Facebookmerica Corp. knows you have high blood pressure because you were goofing off on WebMD last night. Chill, they have your best interests in mind. Here, have a celery stick instead. You’re one away from unlocking the Healthy Citizen badge."
“Accordin to the legends I heard… it was durin that “set adrift on memory bliss” era that a mad scientist took a My Buddy doll n marinated it in all the Johnson & Johnsons baby products the nigga could find n took it to a park while it was a light drizzle outside n tied it to a kite n let that shit hover over a rainbow for like 15 minutes n then buried it in his cabbage patch nahmean…. 9 months later the snow nigga Mac [Miller] sprouted outta the ground. True story b…”—BIG GHOST CHRONICLES: The 5th Annual 10 Softest Niggas In the Game
“Meanwhile, Elizabeth Warren went from the Democrats’ Next Big Thing to the setup for a thousand corny “Indian” jokes after her widely touted “Cherokee” ancestry turned out to be illusory—but not before she’d used it to stack up “affirmative action” points in academia. (She’d even contributed an ancient tribal recipe to the Pow Wow Chow cookbook. A recipe for…“a crab dish.” Alas, Remington never got around to casting a Cherokee brave in bronze, hunting crustaceans as they scuttled across the Plains).”—Affirmative Acting - Taki’s Magazine
“Butts Up (A.K.A. “Red Butt,” “Blackjack,” “wallball” “Slaughterhouse,” “Fumble,” “Butt Ball,” “Asses Up,” “Suicides,” “Stitch,” “Peg,” “Fire in the Bum,” “A-Ball,” “Buns Up,” “Booties Up”, “No Fear,” “Red Bum,” “Red Ass,” “Sting,” “Error”, “Off the Wall”,”Kirby”, or “Burn”) is a North American elementary school children’s playground game originating in the 1950s or earlier.”—Butts Up - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Three tween yuksters dare each other not to wear underwear to school. Throughout the day they taunt oblivious teachers by lightly humming, and in some cases actually singing “free balling” to the tune of Tom Petty’s “Free Falling.” One of their number, a blonde Milhouse to the others’ Bart Simpsons cannot bring himself to such heights of political subversion, though the act of disregarding the entrenched social norm thrills him to his core.
Los Angeles: 2012
An adult yukster, the blonde Milhouse to the world’s Bart Simpson, recollects this memory as he forgot to do laundry and is thus forced to head into the office sans underpants.
“In the 1960s and ’70s, the left began to recognize that internal political debate was being hampered by crippling “revolutionary” circumspectness — couching every “he” as a “he or she,” Referring to mankind as “humankind,” trying to be inclusive in every way to everyone. It was ridiculous — to the left — and so the phrase “political correctness” was coined to make fun of this awkward, stilted, revolution-speak language.
So, when someone would speak normally, and one of the forbidden language forms or pronouns was used, someone else — as a joke — would chime in with “that’s not P.C.”
It was a way for the Left to make fun of itself in a way that it needed to and deserved. Most importantly, it recognizes overtly that the trivia that dogmatists might criticize are unimportant. It was a joke that made a moderate, sensible point of critique within the Left.
The Right took hold of the term, using it to ridicule earnest attempts to make discourse more civil or policy more responsible, painting them with the same brush as the myopic, dogmatic revolution-speak it was originally intended to make light jest of.
It is now assumed by the general public that this notion of “politically correct” speech was a serious one, and that the left tried to impose it on others, and that it is an example of the Left overreaching in social areas. This is patent bullshit, and I am disgusted that nobody who wasn’t around at the time recognizes it. Using the term reinforces the success of this right-wing propaganda move, and I hate it.
I hate orchestrated right-wing propaganda moves.”—I am Steve Albini, ask me anything : IAmA