Political correctness: a growing evil?

Those who know me, know my views of political correctness and so-called: 'progressive thinking'

My loathing of such things is matched only by their contrived, expensive and usually utterly catastrophic failure, that on imploding, usually take out what good remained in spite of their best / worst efforts.

Here are a few cases in point:

The case of the not-so-hard worker
A woman places an advert for a job in the local job center. Among other things, she asks for: 'a hard-working individual'.

The job centre call the woman to inform her that her job offer cannot be placed on the grounds that the advert: 'discriminates against less industrious individuals'.

Opinion: isn't that the whole point?

The case of the banned dad
Recently, it was reported in The Mirror tabloid daily newspaper that a father had been banned from seeing his own son, and from visiting his own home for six months because he smacked his child.

Opinion: apparently, this seemed an appropriate and measured response to his so-called: 'crime'. Meanwhile, his family are without a father and husband for half the year.

It seems that such laws are there to prevent the abuse of children. Yeah! Like the laws preventing gun ownership in England, Scotland and Wales stops people shooting each other.

The case of dead utility customers
An elderly couple were found dead in their own home. An investigation into their deaths showed that they had died of exposure.

This didn't quite sit well with the authorities until they discovered the couple had been disconnected by their gas / electricity provider.

Obviously, the utility provider were contacted by the authorities and asked why they didn't inform the appropriate services. They were told that because of the Data Protection Act -- and all of its incumbent incongruities and ambiguities -- they weren't sure if it was legal for them to disclose their confidential details to the appropriate services.

Opinion: indeed!

The case of the black DJ and the white supremacist
The British National Party -- which is a political front for the far-right -- had themselves a pre-chistmas bash.

One of their members booked a local DJ to provide the music. People arrived and started to fill the venue and all was looking good .. until the DJ arrived.

Being a political party with ambitions of ridding the whole of Britain of people of foreign decent [a curious theory as it would call for the whole the population to leave forthwith, but I digress] one of their manifesto offerings being that they would pay Pakistanis, Indians, Asians et al to go to their place of racial origin [bang goes the economy, but I digress yet again]

Anyway, the DJ turns out to be a black African, so it was apparent that the wheels had well and truly come of the christmas get-together.

However, as much as they would have liked to, they couldn't ask the guy to leave. Obviously, he'd want to know why .. ehem!

That would be racial discrimination. So half of their number flounced off in a huff and the rest sat around presumably listening to: 'ethnic music'.

Opinion: I just wish I could have been there!

The case of the thug and the fairy lights
A local council isn't entirely full of festive cheer this year. They've been told to use low power bulbs, which means they have to use dimmer fairy lights in the towns municipal christmas decorations.

Why? In case those who make it their duty to damage and destroy anything within arms reach go and get themselves electrocuted while they're at it.

Opinion: let the bastards fry! All I want to see left behind is a scorched Burberry baseball cap and a dollop of molten bling-bling...

On the face of it, you get the impression of a bunch of well-meaning but ultimately clueless middle-aged, middle-class spinsters trying to put the world to rights with a good cup of tea, a big hug and a sing-along, hoping that we will all set our differences aside and just get along.

The fact is, they are a sinister, motivated, faceless band of people with a truly unknown, shared agenda who often occupy positions of high office.

This may well read like paranoia -- and that could be a fair assessment -- but what good has ever come of any of this movements nauseous, saccharine endorsements of "live and let live" and other feckless, shitty-minded thinking?

These people are often more bigoted and intolerant than any of the far-right and admittedly wayward bodies / people / organizations they seem to gravitate towards.

There are people who I know who I utterly despise and to be honest, I resent sharing the same air as them. Should their lives come to an abrupt, shuddering and violent end, I really couldn't care less. In fact, it may even please me.

You see? That's my right! I have the right to harbour such thoughts. However, acting on those thoughts is something I'm quite clear with regards to the implications of. So they remain thoughts, not deeds.

I don't want to resolve these thoughts with some even-handed arbitration. I don't want to find any common ground. Nor do I want someone to sit with and "feel" my angst and help me overcome these issues.

We don't live in a soap opera! We don't all feel the need to say sorry, or kiss and make up, or empathize, or sympathize, or visualize how our anger might be "negatively impacting" those who are the focus of our rage.

But it's not just your thoughts these people wish to "sanitize" and / or inhibit, they want to interfere with your every act and deed.

So smacking children is now a bad thing, how long before we can't even shout at them because of the "trauma" brought on by sustained verbal abuse?

You might laugh, but here's another case for you to consider that should wipe the smile clean off your face:

The case of the cleric and the commedian
A few years ago, a senior religious figure [probably a Church of England minister, but I'm not sure. This is from recollection] put forward a proposal that all humour that included the ritualistic harm and humiliation of others should be band.

Given that this would unseat probably the whole entertainment industry, a bunch of comedians stepped forward to inform this: "well-meaning but ultimately clueless middle-aged" cleric that his idea is firstly unenforceable and secondly, quite moronic.

One particular comedian, a certain Rowan Atkinson: a.k.a "Mr Bean" was quite vocal in is condemnation of this ludicrous proposal.

However, there have been recent rumblings within the British entertainment industry that some watered-down measures might well be implemented that would in part introduce some of this thinking into the programming of tele-visual entertainment.

Opinion: the whole idea smacks of censorship and pandering to the sensibilities and sensitivities of wooly-minded dolts who get to burp into a microphone for radio or television or scribble in a few column inches of a newspaper every now and then and don't quite know what to say, so they say the first fuck-witted thing that slides into their vacuous bonce.

These people don't even watch or listen to the same things we do! They're most likely to be found listening to Classic FM or watching The South Bank Show or re-runs of All Creatures Great And Small.

So who are they doing this for? They actually think they're doing the right thing for us, "the great unwashed".

This is no laughing matter...