STOLEN WORDS AND POLITICALLY INCORRECT

I'm sick of a lot of things; for example: stupidity, tasteless supermarket food, EPA, Obama, houseflies, chewing gum in public, and did I mention stupidity. NOTE: Stupid in this context should be understood to have nothing to do with IQ, rather, to mean that mass of individuals who choose to follow leaders who are con artists and prey on those who do not want to learn and are content to keep their heads in the sand and let others think for them.

There are many others that get my drawers in a wad, but there is one that ranks high on the list and that is stolen words. Words that were once perfectly legitimate in the past are either considered politically incorrect (PIC) or either stolen and made to mean other things not intended by the originators.

Some examples:

Gay was intended to mean happy and carefree. Coined many years ago to express someone or something that brought a sense of freedom and fun. Today the word has been co-opted by homosexual communities to convey a lifestyle in which most folks don't engage.

Niggardly means to be stingy or miserly, and although it is not a stolen word it is considered politically incorrect to use it. In fact, a few years ago a teacher was fired for using the word in a classroom. It is banned for obvious, though not legitimate, reasons.

Queer simply means odd or unusual, however, except in certain circles, such as Queer Nation, it is also considered PIC.

Intercourse conveys the meaning of communication or interaction among people such as in business. However, it can now only be used by brain dead sex educators while teaching children how to do it.

Sex on applications has been replaced by gender, which is grammatically incorrect. Blind has been replaced by visually impaired as is deaf by hearing impaired. ,

Those from the Orient are Asians. Illegal Aliens are undocumented workers and prisons are correctional institutions. Bums are down on their luck and addicts are sick instead of sickening.

So, I think I'll call a friend who is deaf and engage in a little intellectual intercourse after which we'll go for a drink and have a gay old time. I'll sign language my friend and although it might look a little queer to those who don't sign, my friend won't care because I'm buying and I'm not a bit niggardly when it comes to spending my money. 

So, I'll sign off and go to work to earn some money for the bums and aliens. Taxes....share the wealth.

Oh, I just waved to some Orientals. You know the ones with the stratospheric IQs. 

Kershaw Getty

YOU SURE ARE OLD

While waiting in line at Walmart I struck up a conversation with a little tike sitting in the buggy in front of me. After a few preliminary exchanges he cocked his head to one side and said: "you are old." I agreed and the conversation went on to other subjects.

 

Later, after reflecting on this bit of obvious wisdom I began to consider the worth or lack thereof of old people. Experience came to mind. No one was around to answer it so I asked myself this question. Why do interviewers usually ask young to middle aged pundits their reaction to and advice about current events and historical precedents relative to news stories? Why not ask the geezers? We know more than these whipper-snappers could begin to know. Wait until they are old fogies then they might know something.

 

I submit my resume':

 

I was born during the early part of World War II in the southern state of Georgia. I lived through the Korean War (conflict, for those who think there is a moral difference). I never knew slavery but I was well aware of the infamous Jim Crow. White and colored water fountains, movie theaters, libraries, taxi cabs, schools, restrooms and blacks in the back (buses) were standard fare. I never attended a school where blacks were admitted. Even the janitors were white. I never knew the pain that black people were experiencing, but then I was never expected to understand for I was in a different world and social norms were never violated until the sit-ins began. I didn't understand them (I do now).

 

I served in the US Navy during the early part of Vietnam. I understand the mind of a military man.

 

I've been a sinner (still am--saved by grace) and a saint (sometimes), have accomplished things I am proud of and some things not so much.

 

I have served on six juries from a civil suit to the murder of a police office. I've been a plaintiff, a defendant, and a witness in court, as well as a lay Guardian ad Litem. I've seen crooked judges, lawyers, and jurors, but more often than not honest hard-working judges, lawyers and jurors. 

 

I have run for political office and lost, run for political office and lost and run for political office and lost (there's no typo, that's three times).

 

I have reared three daughters and have three granddaughters and have been married to the same wonderful lady for nearly forty seven (47) years. I know about family.

 

I was reared to say ma'am, sir, please and thank you, give my seat to a lady and respect the flag ministers, adults, and those in authority.

 

As a child calling an adult by their first name was a punishable offence and one of which I was never convicted. A good lesson for today I might add.

 

I have worked in the private sector as an electrician's apprentice, riveter, lineman, system technician, and supervisor.

 

God called me to the ministry and I have pastored six churches.

 

The list is far greater than the aforementioned but I am sure few have read this far so it is time to sign off and submit my resume' with the admission that I am not as qualified as many in my age group but it will have to do.

 

My point is simply. The experience of the elderly is overlooked by young and old alike. The shame is that we who have been there know the score and will be willing to share if only asked. Don't neglect the wisdom of the aged for they know far more than the young and can bring clarity to much of the ills of today's world if just given the chance. There's a great deal more to old age than bingo, shuffleboard, arthritis and false teeth.

 

So to you young-uns (that's anyone under 50), SHUT UP AND LISTEN.