5 Feet of Fury

Let’s finally start calling ‘Political Correctness’ what it is: ‘Afraid To Lose My Job-ness’

New report says “political correctness” kept his superiors from doing something about Major Hasan soooo verrrrry slllleeeeepppppyyyyy zzzzzzzz

I have written this post a hundred times, and given this speech as well.

You are probably getting sick of it, or it pisses you off.

I have been personally bitching about political correctness since it infiltrated the anarcho-peacenik group I belonged to in the 1980s. We thought, and other people thought, that if we joked about it, it would go away.

As you can see, that was a FAILED TACTIC.

Political correctness is the new weather: nobody does anything about it. The difference between PC and the weather, however, is (contra global warmists), PC is something we can fix.

But we won’t.

OK, I mean you.

I will never work in this town again, if by “work” you mean become a wage slave at a cubicle/name tag job I hate anyhow, with a two hour commute. That’s because I have publicly challenged political correctness repeatedly. I have risked looking stupid — and often succeeded!

Especially in Canada, this is unacceptable. Yes, I’m lucky because I can run my own business. People hire me because I’m a bitch, or they don’t care, because I’m hellagood at what I do.

You say to me, “Oh, Kathy, we can’t all be like you.” (i.e., a sociopath.)

Here is the paradox: until everybody is prepared to “be like me,” we will all be back here ten years from now, Same Bat Time, Same Bat Channel — bitching about political correctness, and mopping up more blood.

I am NOT advising you how to live your life. I am simply informing you of an irrefutable fact, like a chemical formula or a recipe for brownies.

A + B = C.

That is: Everybody Bitching & Joking + 1% of Them Wishing Somebody ELSE Would Say Something = The Bullshit Situation We Are Stuck In.

You may or may not choose to risk your pension (which you’re not going to get anyhow, grow up) and your (worthless) degree and your job “this damn recession” etc. Believe me, I hear you. I have bills and debts and a stomach and a fat, lumpy butt that needs toilet paper.

But please understand that unless more people are willing to risk “their lives, their fortunes and their sacred honor,” NOTHING WILL CHANGE.

People see someone else (a politician, a comedian) challenging the status quo, and say, “Look! Maybe political correctness is finally on the way out!! Thank God somebody finally said something!”

Yeah. “Somebody else.” Again.

That is the formula. It’s like gravity. It’s how the world works.

Bitching and whispering around the coffee machine and applauding someone else’s politically incorrect comment is fun and necessary — if depressingly similar to how people used to live in the Soviet ****ing Union.

But that will not change anything.

Just so’s you know, OK?