I noticed today, while walking around a Whole Foods store spouting off anti-Vegan propoganda at innocent vegan passers-by that I do a number of things that are just blatantly politically incorrect and offensive.
I wondered for a moment if Im alone in this. Has the PC world really beaten everyone down to a happy, free-the-penguins hippy state from which there is no escape?
I eat meat. I gain a secret satisfaction from eating meat with my bare hands in public places riddled with “Save the Cows, Kill a Soybean” folk.
I like smoking while in audible range of someone spouting anti-smoking propoganda.
I have a tendancy to use the word “granola-head” in excess.
I not-so-secretly wish that all welfare recipients should be given -mandatory- birth control.
I -hate- billboards/government literature/my bank’s auto-teller phone programs that are in Spanish. I’m a firm believer of “When in Rome…” and until our official language is changed to Spanish, I think you should learn English or avoid banking/filling out forms/etc in this country.
I throw stuff out of my car windows. hangs head in shame Yes. Yes. Im a litterbug.
And I spray aerosol at the Ozone whenever possible.
So what do you do/think on a regular basis that would make an activists head explode?
I say, “Cry me a river, hippie” any time anybody complains about anything.
I eat meat. [Denis Leary]I eat raw red meat, right off the bone! Don’t give me a hamburger, give me the whole cow! I’ll carve off what I want, and ride the rest home![/Denis Leary] God didn’t put me on this earth to graze like a bunny rabbit.
I wear a leather belt. I’d wear leather shoes but they’re too expensive. I have a suede jacket, but it doesn’t fit anymore-- I’ve eaten too much meat.
I hate the wilderness. I’d rather be in a parking garage than a pasteur. I think Hoover Dam is way more impressive than Niagara Falls. I can’t help it, but whenever I look at an old-growth forest I think “Golf course and a half-million in nice hard-wood furniture.”
I have had it up to HERE :: holds hand above head :: with this practice of automatically bending over backwards for anyone over the age of sixty.
Newsflash: people who belong to the AARP can still be pricks. And I’ve encountered a great deal of them.
I had an old bag grab my elbow on the elevator the other day and say,
“Don’t you think you should let me off the elevator before you?”
jarbaby: why?
She looked at me like I was a sloth rapist and gave her equally old bag companion the high eyebrow…
Hey, you know what? If you’re spritely enough to toddle around Michigan Avenue spending money all day, you can wait two seconds to get off the elevator.
I had an old man scream at me that ‘you kids never pick up after your dog’
I said, “I ALWAYS pick up after my dog. Prove that I don’t.”
and he said, “Don’t you yell at me! I’m your elder.”
I eat meat, don’t care for PETA’s tactics, and also like to smoke around anti-smoking crusaders. What really makes me un-PC, though, would probably be my fondness for molesting the mentally retarded.
I am sexist: men should worship me like the goddess I am. I can change my own tire, but why? Open the door for me, I smile at you, everybody’s happy.
I eat red meat, even from adorable forest animals.
I am a bit overweight and still think I’m attractive.
I like guns: they make loud noise and are scary to people.
Life’s not fair: get over it.
Pets are not people, they are furry animals that can be a comfort and a joy, but they are not people.
I want a mink coat really bad.
Like my evil non-PC brethren (God love ya! That’s, you know, the One [male] God with the white beard up in Heaven with the angels and all?) I, too:
[li] Eat meat. Bloody. Frequently.[/li]
[li] Drink booze. Real booze. Bourbon. Scotch. Etc.[/li]
[li] Smoke.[/li]
[li] Believe that Communism (as it is practiced in Marxist countries today) is wrong and that I should fight it.[/li]
[li] Think that women should be deferential to their husbands and take good care of them. (If you have a good marriage, your husband should respect you enough not to take advantage of your trust, love and goodwill. In return for fulfillment of your “wifely duties” —and I say this without irony or intent to offend— he supports and protects you.)[/li]
[li] Vote Republican. (There’s a shocker.) The only time I bone up on political stuff and current events is in an election year, so I know what the heck I’m voting on. (I’m consistently underwhelmed by the Democrats’ agenda, but I still want to see what’s what before I vote.)[/li]
[li] Like having doors held open for me, chairs pulled out for me, and men standing when I get up.[/li]
[li] Call myself “Miss”, not “Ms.” When I am married, I will be “Mrs.” And I will take my husband’s name.[/li]
[li] Buy only American-made cars.[/li]
[li] Cry when they play the National Anthem.[/li]
Also want a fur coat.
Just to nit-pick before I add something to the thread - AFAIK, the USA does not have an official language, English is just the most common.
Now then-
I hate the X-American terms (African-Americans, Asian-Americans, European-Americans). If you’re an American, you’re an American to me, no further embellishment needed.
I believe if humans weren’t meant to eat meat, then animals wouldn’t be so damn tasty.
I’m all for medical experiments on animals (just not the animals I plan to eat for dinner). I forget the comedian who said it, but this sums up my thoughts on the matter - “If hooking a monkey’s nipples to a car battery will cure AIDS in 20 years, I have two things to say: The red is positive and the black is negative.”
