Why it's getting harder to be politically correct all the time

Monday, April 28, 2014

Consider this true story: A teacher took out a lawsuit recently complaining that school bosses sacked her because of her disability. How mean! Or at least that's what I thought until I read that her official disability was "fear of children."

It seems this is an actual disease now, not just any intelligent person's reaction to being swarmed by sticky irrational creatures which emit astonishing amounts of biochemical acids from both ends.

You'd have thought that somewhere along the line this woman might have thought "schoolmarm" was not her ideal career, but no. It happened, of course, in the United States, where you can sue anyone for anything, including saving your life, giving birth to you, glancing momentarily in your direction, etc.

The reader who sent me the story, Margie K Chen, commented: "I'm opposed to discrimination, but it's getting hard to be politically correct." I so agree, Margie.

For example, people-smugglers are among the baddest of bad guys, right? But a reader sent me a report about cops in Madhya Pradesh, India, struggling to close down a bridal shop (a mobile store selling brides). Police located two brides who had been sold to men in the village of Ishagarh, but the women refused to be rescued, saying they were happy.

Husbands applauded the human- traffickers for their flexible pay plans. One bachelor couldn't afford the "recommended retail price" of a bride so the trafficker accepted a used buffalo as part-payment. Try that at your local IKEA.

I used to be politically correct (ie, a big softie) in parenting matters until a reader sent me a report about police using pepper spray to subdue an out-of-control child. The kid in question, an eight-year-old Colorado boy named Aiden, was smashing down a door to fulfill his aim of slaughtering the staff of his school.

Afterwards, a TV reporter asked little Aidan whether he really intended to kill his teachers. "A little," the child admitted.

I never use pepper spray when my children get out of control. I keep calm and we come to a compromise. I compromise by giving them what they want and they compromise by shutting up. This is known as "good parenting."

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