“The kids’ channel CBeebies has changed the last line of Humpty Dumpty from ‘couldn’t put Humpty together again’ to ‘made Humpty happy again.’Pathetic, isn’t it, Coleen? You should see the way the lovey-dovey, let’s-make-Humpty-happy-again folk spit fury when they’re on the Antifa picket lines.
The BBC is saying it isn’t political correctness, the lyric change simply suited it’s programme better. But what, for goodness sake, was the wrong with the original? Generations of kids have grown up with the mental image of Humpty Dumpty lying shattered to smithereens and surrounded by bewildered looking kings’ men (whatever they are!) and it hasn’t done them any harm.
But maybe I’m wrong. Maybe Humpty getting himself back on his feet with a paracetamol and a plaster might lead to a whole new generation of perfectly well-balanced and high-achieving kids.
Yeah, maybe!”
As long as you kiddify everything bar the Nazis (people who would put the British first in the land the British made) all will be happy in clappy land.
Not.
“I enjoy being politically incorrect because I think political correctness is boring. You talk to people who are walking around on egg shells all the time and it is kind of boring.”I enjoy being un-PC too, Clint, but not quite for the same reason as you. I like being this way because to be PC is to be dishonest, to deny the evidence of your senses and intelligence. If you give in to the politically correct fashion of the age, you yield to abnormality and the genocidal degenerates who want us gone.
Ladies and gentlemen, if you want your children and grandchildren to inherit the land and culture their ancestors willed to them, you should hang on in there for common sense and the real history that the PC Crowd don't want you to know.
"I think police today are facing an increasingly difficult job, with the emphasis on paperwork. They need to be allowed to get on with getting the scumbags off the streets.Amen to that, Phil.
Political correctness has gone too far."
Amen to that.
“At today's BBC, a complaint often heard from senior producers was they dared not reprimand their subordinates for basic journalistic mistakes, such as getting ages, dates, titles and even football scores wrong, it being politically incorrect to risk offending them.”Sissons also pinpointed the moment he decided to leave. Senior producers attempted to stop him asking Labour's deputy leader, Harriet Harman, why the Queen had not been invited to the D-Day commemorations.
“The most senior of the producers asked me directly what other issues I would raise with Miss Harman. No problem, until I mentioned the last question I wanted to get in: why the Queen had not been invited to the 65th anniversary commemoration of D-Day. The response shocked me. It was suggested that it was not a topic worth raising because it was only a campaign being run by the Daily Mail…
I drove out of Television Centre for the last time a month later, with not a pang of regret.”Free at last, eh, Peter?
Can’t wait.
Jimmy said:
"Over the years we have not been on TV, and you as a Guardian journalist would appreciate this, the world has become far more politically correct and in doing so has lost a massive amount of its humour… The world doesn't laugh any more, this country doesn't laugh."Ian added:
"A lot of foreign lads have come in so it can't be the same. The Britishness of it all has been eroded...Not all PC, is it? The odd dinosaur is still saying it like it is.
There's nothing for old people. The crap that comes on of a Saturday night, it's all for teenagers, but they're all out on the piss. Who's watching it? Us. But we don't want to be watching it, we want to watch something that interests us."
“In the name of challenging 'homophobia', the Government is planning to push legislation through Parliament that will make it a serious crime to use any language which could be construed as offensive to gay men and women. The new law will even override the basic requirements of freedom of speech, one of the pillars of our democracy.‘East German Stasi.’ Yep. Got it in one there, Chris. Direct descendants of the mind-bending, happiness-bashing Bolsheviks, that's what we're lumbered with in Blair/Brown/Clegg/Miliband (and Cameronian Tory) world. One wall came down and, lo and behold, another one another one sprung up all around us whilst we were taking the p*** out of Ivan.
All comedy, entertainment, TV, books and radio will be subjected to this new regime if it comes into existence, no doubt rigorously enforced by an army of boot-faced, unsmiling commissars desperately trying to find some infringement of their rules. The politically correct censors will be our own British version of the East German Stasi…
If this legal change really came into practice, there is no doubt it would create a new climate of fear, stifling creativity and restricting the scope for humour…
I sometimes have to ask myself what is happening to dear old Britain. Humour is meant to be part of our national DNA. Yet the politically correct brigade are behaving like a bunch of Cromwellians, cracking down on any signs of laughter. In these times of mass unemployment, economic recession and financial crisis, hasn't the Government got anything better to do than waste taxpayers' money on this killjoy campaign?
Supporters of this change like to pose as the protectors of the gay community, but they are nothing of the sort. The idea that we are all such enfeebled victims that we cannot take a single joke is actually an insult… It is bitterly ironic that, in the name of tolerance, the Government should be marching towards such a culture of intolerance.
The politically correct bigots should not be allowed to have it both ways. They cannot say, on one hand, that gay lifestyles should be accepted as a perfectly normal part of life, and then, on the other, demand special treatment for gay people to shield them from everyday humour. We are more grown up than that.”
'The politically correct censors,' as you so rightly point out, have a great deal to answer for.
“For years and years people have said that in Britain political correctness has gone mad, and I’ve always said, ‘b****cks, no it hasn’t!’Only in the last six months, Rick? And yet you penned a beaut some time before this.
But in the last six months, I’ve begun to think maybe they’ve got a point.”
Check it out:
“Political correctness is now so out of control that even telling an Irish joke can get you booted out of a job. At least that's what a group of workers at a British Telecom call centre in Leicester found recently, when a funny story about three Irishmen was circulated around their office by email.Yes, Frank, totalitarian regimes despise humour all right. And, boy, do those who are at war with us not want us thinking that the war they wage is any fun.
Someone decided to make a complaint and, as is so often the case in modern Britain, the management over-reacted and suspended the 30 employees who had passed round the gag. I ask you, what on earth is this country coming to when decent people get fired for telling a joke…
Britain used to be world renowned for its special sense of humour and has always welcomed Irish comics like me. But now censorship that wouldn't look out of place in a dictatorship is taking over. Laughter is fast becoming a crime.
The ridiculous thing about this crackdown on Irish jokes is the claim that they are offensive to the Irish… I can promise you that the biggest fans of Irish jokes are the Irish themselves… As a boy growing up in Belfast, I learnt from an early age that mickey-taking was woven deep into the fabric of Irish life. I also learnt that you have to be able to make fun of yourself…
The politically correct brigade seem to regard all Irish jokes as a form of xenophobia, reflecting a vicious prejudice against us lot from over the water. But this is just patronising nonsense. The idea that the Irish are so oppressed, so suffering in their victimhood, that they need the protection of self-appointed puritans, is an insult…
Almost all humour is based around the fall guy, the man who gets it wrong, misunderstands, causes chaos, or makes a fool of himself. He was at the heart of so many great acts, from Laurel and Hardy to Morecambe and Wise. It's why we love Basil Fawlty or David Brent from The Office.
The use of Paddy or Dougal in Irish jokes is just another vehicle for this kind of comedy. To equate it with racism is a sign of neurosis. Indeed, such jokes should be seen in the opposite light. Far from being about hostility, they reflect a warmth. Their silliness establishes a bond of affection. Laughter enriches life…
Taking things 'seriously' squeezes the lifeblood out of it...
Only fanatics and the insecure demand submissive respect. That is why totalitarian regimes so despise comedy and ruthlessly police humour. Let's fight back against the misery-mongers and tell all the Irish jokes we want.”
They ARE at war with us, you know. Bonds 'of affection’ do not appeal to the likes of them.
Squeezing 'the lifeblood' does.
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