Political Correctness Gone Mad
Freddy 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)
Freddy 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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In response to Pooflake's story about his goldfish Jesus
my dad's phone earned its name in a similar way.
Having been dragged to visit my grandparents in the depths of chavvy South Wales, we decided to take my grandma to the beach for the day. While we were pretending to be interested in rockpools and looking for crabs, there was a *splash*. I looked round to see my dad fishing his now-drowned phone from one of the rockpools, and running off to rinse it with fresh water.
Two weeks later, having dried it in the airing cupboard, with a hairdrier, and tried to lovingly nurse it back to health, my dad goes to switch the phone on to take it to someone on the market.
Miraculously, it turns on and has all his saved data. Since then, his phone has been known as Jesus or Jebus, whether my dad likes it or not because he doesn't know how to change what the welcome screen says.
( , Tue 27 Nov 2007, 13:17, Reply)
my dad's phone earned its name in a similar way.
Having been dragged to visit my grandparents in the depths of chavvy South Wales, we decided to take my grandma to the beach for the day. While we were pretending to be interested in rockpools and looking for crabs, there was a *splash*. I looked round to see my dad fishing his now-drowned phone from one of the rockpools, and running off to rinse it with fresh water.
Two weeks later, having dried it in the airing cupboard, with a hairdrier, and tried to lovingly nurse it back to health, my dad goes to switch the phone on to take it to someone on the market.
Miraculously, it turns on and has all his saved data. Since then, his phone has been known as Jesus or Jebus, whether my dad likes it or not because he doesn't know how to change what the welcome screen says.
( , Tue 27 Nov 2007, 13:17, Reply)
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