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Discussion in 'Politics' started by DCortez, Nov 11, 2009.
excuses, alibis, and excuses ad nauseum
Here's hoping the Texas Fish & Game add enemy ******* tags to our Texas hunting licenses !!!! :texas:
Nice to see an article calling out the stupidity of political correctness.
Why can't we call the shooter at Fort Hood a Muslim committing an act of terror against our soldiers and country? All the signs say he was.
On the same note, why can't we call "undocumented workers" what they really are - illegal aliens! They're committing felonies.
And why can't we call "African-Americans" what they really are - blacks or Black-Americans! Most of the black community has never seen Africa, much less hails it as their birthplace.
Thanks for sharing this article. Everyone's too afraid of offending someone (either out of fear or self-interest) that we've all moved towards being wimps who lie down and take it rather than standing up and calling it how it is and perhaps - just perhaps - moving to fix the problems.
+1 - Well stated!
I know a mixed race African-American couple (both born and reared in Africa) One is Caucasian while the other is Negro.
Like I always say we white people of European decent are being screwed over. Why is it that everyone out there receives their "special" designations, like blacks being called African-Americans. As I said in another thread, I ought to file a lawsuit at being so deeply emotionally scarred because I am called white instead of an English-Scottish-Irish-Swiss-German American. I'm as outraged as Denzel Washington on any typical day of the week.
With no bag limit or season restrictions.
That's because you are all rich, slave owning, castle living, jet setting, champagne sucking fat cats. I hear your slaves have slaves cause you're all so rich and powerful.
So what? I should deserve special treatment, too. :happy0001:
Are you the guy assigned to "keep me down"? I hear all the white people are keeping us people of color down. My wife, white, tells me you all have a special club with special cards that keep you from suffering, working, misery, depression, sickness, poverty, and itchy feet.
Hell, when I go with her to the grocery store, they don't even charge her. She winks, they wink, a special handshake is exchanged (I have to turn my head), we walk out with free food.