Political Correctness Gone MadFreddy Woo writes: "I once worked on an animation to help highlight the issues homeless people face in winter. The client was happy with the work, then a note came back that the ethnic mix of the characters were wrong. These were cartoon characters. They weren't meant to be ethnically anything, but we were forced to make one of them brown, at the cost of about 10k to the charity. This is how your donations are spent. Wisely as you can see."
How has PC affected you? (Please add your own tales - not five-year-old news stories cut-and-pasted from other websites)
(, Thu 22 Nov 2007, 10:20)
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Cultural Identity WorkerI had to fill in a form every year to let some funding body for work know my current status vis a vis address and the like. And there was a new question a few years ago saying, "Please indicate what you believe to be your cultural heritage." No one knew what this meant, so I asked about. My department was a very mixed bag of cultural heritages - some Iraqis, some Persians, lot of different Europeans. Everyone got on with each other famously, we just didn't get what this question was about. Some of the Persian lads (big drinkers) said, "You go out on the piss on St Patrick's - why don't you put down that you're a Celt?" So I did. I wrote "Celt".
Didn't think any more about it.
Until a couple of weeks later, when I got a letter form HR saying I'd been assigned a cultural identity worker as I was within a group that was radically under-represented within the workplace. I had an appointment the following week.
I spent half an hour sitting uncomfortably in the company of a delightful young lady as we talked about my needs as minority group.
"We have a special religious day," I perked up suddenly, "Every year, on the 17th of March, we have to wear a special outfit and commune together in a worshipful act."
St Pat's came. The Persian lads bought me an Ireland shirt and a huge Guinness hat. I had to put them on, and they shoved me out the door. The cultural identity lady stared at me big time. So did my boss.
"Don't you oppress me," I said holding my head up high as I shuffled off to O'Neills to meet some other Celts.
The question wasn't on the form the following year, and the nice lady now works for the Council.
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groovegenerator The man who mistook his wife for his wife, Fri 23 Nov 2007, 22:10,
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:o)Sheer utter fucking Genius.
I'll be doing that next time I get the oppertunity.
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Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Fri 23 Nov 2007, 22:51,
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Thatis beautiful.
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Rob T Firefly talked, like, William Shatner, on, Sat 24 Nov 2007, 21:43,
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You sir,are a legend.
(, Mon 26 Nov 2007, 11:11, closed)
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