Political Correctness

I'd like to thank my sister-in-law, Betty, for the following information. It was too good not to share.

There is an annual contest at Texas A&M University, she tells me, calling for the most appropriate new definition of a contemporary term. 2009's winning term was Political Correctness, which was defined as follows:

"Political correctness is a doctrine fostered by a delusional, illogical minority and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous mainstream media which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end."

The first time I butted heads with political correctness, my oldest son was somewhere around the third grade. He's 36 now, so it's been around awhile. We got a letter from his teacher regarding library privileges. I had the family in stitches by reading it aloud at the table, word for word. I wish I had saved it. It was hysterical. I'll paraphrase.

"If your son/daughter fails to bring his/her library book back to school during the day that he/she has library period, resulting in his/her library book being overdue, he/she will no longer be allowed to check out library books when his/her class makes their weekly trip to the the library. He/she will still accompany his/her class to the library, but must read ..."

You get the point. Suddenly the male pronoun, which all of my life we had been taught was for either male or unknown gender was suddenly not good enough. Then we no longer had a mailman. Or a chairman. Suddenly men were afraid to hold open a door for me. Well, if you see me coming, go ahead and hold the door. I don't particularly want to be equal. I'm not as strong physically. I have other talents. We don't need to be the same. I don't plan to be politically correct. I'd rather be appreciated for who I am and what I think. I won't pretend for you. Please don't pretend for me.

Ray Stevens' Health Care Song

I wrote to my congressmen about the healthcare bill and when I got form letters back from each of them, telling me how to contact them with specific ideas or concerns, I wrote back as instructed. It was interesting that each of my congressional representatives sent back the exact same form letter they had used after my first letter. So much for wanting to hear from me in more detail.

I happened to stumble upon a video that reaffirmed that I'm not alone in my concerns. (For instance, if this health care is going to be so great, why aren't Congress or the President and his family going to be signed up for it?) Why are the lawyers in favor of it? So many questions...

Please enjoy Ray Stevens as he sings We The People, as found on YouTube. I love the internet...

Arguing With Idiots

This is so cool. It's one of the top ten finalists in Glenn Beck's new Arguing With Idiots contest. It's my pick to win. It gets one vote for each time it gets watched, so I'm posting it here. Enjoy.

If National Health Care Passes

Today I got a political humor email I thought was too funny not to share. Here it comes... Thanks, Betty!

What are the top ten signs that the proposed National Health Care bill has been passed and implemented?

10. Your annual breast exam is done at Hooters.

9. Directions to your doctor's office: Turn left when you enter the trailer park.

8. The tongue depressors taste like Fudgesicles.

7. The only proctologist listed in the plan is Gus from Roto-Rooter.

6. The only item listed under preventive care is "an apple a day."

5. Your primary care physician is wearing the clothes you donated to charity last month.

4. You learn that "The patient is responsible for 200% of out-of-network charges," is not a typographical error.

3. The only expense covered 100% is embalming.

2. Your medications come in colors with little M's on them.

And the number one reason you know Obama's health plan got shoved through Congress and now dictates your medical life:

1. When asking for Viagra, you were given a popsicle stick and some duct tape.