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Mon, August 6, 2007 - 11:57 PM
Inevitably, somehow, you'll non-intentionally piss someone off and then spend too much time apologizing or trying to make them understand what you meant. PC is an overused term, and personally I think it hinders one's ability to speak their mind, or lack thereof. Those who choose to use racial, sexist, or any other UN-PC terms, has a freedom to do so. Sometimes it feels that people spend too much time stepping on eggshells trying to think of a PC term to associate with one's job, color, religion, or belief. People also have the freedom to ignore or not associate with others who offend them by not jumping on the PC bandwagon.
Just a thought or two..
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Tue, August 7, 2007 - 1:32 AM
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I have never been able to dance on the head of a pin, none of my family are in the diplomatic service either, as far as we are concerned PC is a personal computing device.
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Tue, August 7, 2007 - 6:10 AM
In a PC fit, I wrote the following lyrics, one afternoon....
Too Much
I drink too much I eat too much I smoke too much And I don’t do nothin’ at all I drink to much I eat to much I smoke too much And I’m gonna outlive you I laugh too hard At stupid things Don’t care too much For what others tell me to do Don’t wear no tie I eat my bacon, eggs and toast I love it here And I’m gonna outlive you They call me red But that’s better than dead Don’t need an SUV Just a pick-up truck With sandbags in the rear And I’m just fine The world is mine With my double-wide In the countryside And a cooler full of beer I drink too much I eat too much I smoke too much And I’m gonna outlive you I don’t say things That I don’t mean Don’t need to know someone To get what’s comin’ to me I worked real hard To get to where I am today I swear too much (goddamnit) But I’m gonna outlive you They call me red That’s better than dead Don’t need an SUV Just a pick-up truck With a hound dog in the rear And I’m just fine The world is mine With my double-wide In the countryside And a cornfield full of deer I drink too much I eat too much I smoke too much And I’m gonna outlive you I drink like a fish And I’m gonna outlive you I eat like a pig And I’m gonna outlive you I smoke like a stack And I’m gonna outlive you |
