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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PC pron
I was at the diversity drop-in center when I saw her. She was of average appearance and dressed appropriately for the surroundings. Her body was not important because I valued her for her personality.
"Would you like to have sexual relations with me," I asked, "after we have taken a number of months to get to know each other and develop a relationship of mutual trust and respect?" She acquiesced and I underwent a couple of months of celibacy.
Finally the moment came and I asked her which position she would prefer. She replied that she could not consider doggy as that was demeaning; the missionary was a slur on early evangelists; the cowboy variations glorified the slaughter of indigenous peoples; anything with me on top was representative of male domination; and spooning was a mockery of Third World nations without cutlery, So we opted for her sitting on my schlong as we sat on an upright dining chair.
The coitus began when we were both naked, noting each others imperfect forms as a way of neutralising decades of body fascism in the press. We agreed that her arse was fat and had cellulite, and that my gut was distended from too many chocolate bars. (She had a muff like Rasputin's beard, but I didn't say that.) To be fully equal, I wore a condom and she wore a femidom. I didn't feel a thing and neither did she.
We both came and discussed the experience, making a graph to illustrate the high points (me almost blacking out) and the low (me shouting 'Ra Ra Rasptutin' at the moment of climax). It was the most soulless experience of my life.
( , Wed 28 Nov 2007, 16:53, 9 replies)
I was at the diversity drop-in center when I saw her. She was of average appearance and dressed appropriately for the surroundings. Her body was not important because I valued her for her personality.
"Would you like to have sexual relations with me," I asked, "after we have taken a number of months to get to know each other and develop a relationship of mutual trust and respect?" She acquiesced and I underwent a couple of months of celibacy.
Finally the moment came and I asked her which position she would prefer. She replied that she could not consider doggy as that was demeaning; the missionary was a slur on early evangelists; the cowboy variations glorified the slaughter of indigenous peoples; anything with me on top was representative of male domination; and spooning was a mockery of Third World nations without cutlery, So we opted for her sitting on my schlong as we sat on an upright dining chair.
The coitus began when we were both naked, noting each others imperfect forms as a way of neutralising decades of body fascism in the press. We agreed that her arse was fat and had cellulite, and that my gut was distended from too many chocolate bars. (She had a muff like Rasputin's beard, but I didn't say that.) To be fully equal, I wore a condom and she wore a femidom. I didn't feel a thing and neither did she.
We both came and discussed the experience, making a graph to illustrate the high points (me almost blacking out) and the low (me shouting 'Ra Ra Rasptutin' at the moment of climax). It was the most soulless experience of my life.
( , Wed 28 Nov 2007, 16:53, 9 replies)
He's back!!
Brilliant. Though PC porn made me think of computers getting it on, for some reason.
( , Wed 28 Nov 2007, 18:27, closed)
Brilliant. Though PC porn made me think of computers getting it on, for some reason.
( , Wed 28 Nov 2007, 18:27, closed)
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