Well, there it is. It’s official.
Mark today, April 29, 2011, as the day the fucking world went to hell.
I remember back in the day–“the day” being in the 1970s when we grew up on Eight is Enough, Three’s Company and Monday Night Football–when being politically correct meant that you went to the polls on Voting Day and didn’t knock over the little booth.
Not any more.
Now, everything and everyone needs to be PC. It’s complete bullshit, and quite honestly, it doesn’t fit into the credo of the CCMP.
We don’t discriminate against anyone about anything, except chicks–they count just as much as they should… in the sack and in the kitchen–but we also don’t expect anything to be politically correct either. You’re fat, we’re going to make fat jokes. You’re bald, we’re going to make bald jokes. You’re a homo, well, we’ll make Adam jokes.
But there’s no room for political correctness in the Legion Hall. But apparently there’s plenty of room for it in the one last true and honest form of childhood expression… cartoons.
Way back when, you had ridiculous cartoons that took themselves just as seriously as they should… not at all. They could be completely sexist and ageist and no one cared. It wasn’t that people thought it was right to be sexist or ageist. It was that it was just a joke, back when a joke was a joke.
Today, that’s obviously out the window. And pretty close to off this planet.
In an Associated Press story yesterday, it seems that Superman is renouncing his U.S. Citizenship because there’s too much bellyaching around the world about how he’s pushing the American agenda.
Two things here:
1) really? This shit is worthy of a fucking AP story when this writer could have been covering some political coverup or a To Catch a Predator special?
And 2) when did Superman become a pussy?
I mean, the Superman I knew, the one who fought Brainiac, Mister Mxyzptlk and, obviously, Lex Luthor, never seemed to care what others thought. He didn’t care about public perception and definitely didn’t let people in foreign countries dictate his philosophy on saving the world.
Outside of four days at the end of June in a modern day form of the League of Justice in west central Illinois, where have our Supermen gone?