And you damn well know that is not the use of the word being talked about here. Let me know when/if your computer and/or cat feel oppressed by the word, okey dokey?
Really? The way you’re going on about it, it seemed you wanted the evil patriarchal appellation banished from civil discourse.
This is what happens when you gear up to fight you own overblown imagination instead of real people, I guess.
So you’ve been looking in your mirror, eh?
Aren’t you the clever little child!
Yes, actually.
It’s been a while since I’ve been called a young person. Am I older than you? I turned 52 last month.
I’m 64.
I’m 67, youngsters.
76, you whippersnappers.
ETA: Well? Anybody gonna top that? I’ll give you a tube of Voltaran if you do.
It’s surprising to me that there doesn’t seem to be much recognition among posters in this thread that “you guys” IS considered gender neutral on a regional basis in the US and has been for decades.
Back in the early 1990s, I had to work with a large cohort of white, wealthy women who were almost all from Texas. As a New Englander, I referred to groups of people as “you guys” with no regard to gender, which meant I often addressed groups of women as “guys.” They told me that was offensive and that I should call them “gals,” which struck me as weird and condescending. But I had to concede that they were, both literally and figuratively, coming from a different place than I was.
I eventually came to embrace “y’all,” which I think is an excellent all-around term for addressing groups of people regardless of gender.
Pretty chill, actually.
I am a New Englander and a fan of y’all.
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There were a couple posts that shared a bit too much personal information about another poster. At that poster’s request, I’ve deleted them. No warning issued to anyone, but to anyone who saw them before I hid them, please don’t discuss their content.
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The computer doesn’t care.
Come to think of it, the cat doesn’t either.
Oh, my goodness. Here we had a perfectly nice thread going, where we could talk smack about each other and throw each other under the bus, like civilized humans, and it just had to devolve into yet another “war of the sexes” argument.
Summary
I blame men.
Is that the robot that forms when the smaller anti-inflammatory drugs merge together?
Nano-bots that burrow into your joints and do battle with the Arthrobots attacking them.
I won’t lie, I laughed in real life at that one.
“Arthrobots, transform!”
“Ouch!”
“Ugh!”
“My back!”
“Sorry boss, I think I’m going to be stuck in vehicle form until I see a mechanic or a chiropractor.”