I feel a certain fellowship with that gun-toting guy who videoed himself bravely blowing his daughter’s laptop all to hell for some perceived slight.
Were it not for my firmly-held views that guns should be in armories (and teenage daughters in nunneries), the carnage in my house would be gruesome. Continue reading
The world’s greatest language—English—is still replete with terms of prejudice that would be the subject of liberal and CBC outrage if they were invented today to heap scorn on any minority other than mine.
Society has suppressed the “N-word” for people of tan, dumped “gypped” that might suggest Gypsies are sketchy and scrambled to ban an entire dictionary of terms that change weekly in the rainbow world of gender and sexual orientation.
Millions of marginalized people undoubtedly sleep better knowing they won’t wake up as kikes, spics, dogans and pansies, etc., while their Funk and Wagnall’s sheds the terms and all the entomological roots of such slander. Continue reading