No offense, but I don’t think I want your employees coming to my house, no matter what sort of background check you run before having them deliver packages on their way home from work.
In which J Refuses To Play Well With Others and Runs With Scissors. And perhaps ever-so-slightly exaggerates for effect. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
The BBC keeps deleting copies of this video; hopefully this one will last for a while.
That is, “when you hear these words, you know it’s safe to stop taking someone seriously”. In no particular order:
What did I leave out?
(note that it is possible to use some of these words and phrases in a way that is not meaningless blather, but that’s not the way to bet)
(linking to an article on an “SF” site that must come with a built-in fainting couch; seriously, the brief excerpt starts with this hilariously nonsensical statement: “the heterosexism goggles, which derange content via chauvinist interpretive paradigms”)
Dear Democrats, you chose poorly.
A common tactic of activists opposed to US military engagement (often falsely mislabeled as ‘anti-war’) is to libellabel their opponents ‘chickenhawks’, insisting that if they’re not personally going over to fight, they lack the courage of their convictions.
So, a ‘social justice’ activist who wants the government to forcibly silence their opponents surely can’t be called a ‘warrior’. ‘Chickenhawk’ has a nice cognitive dissonance to it, don’t you think? I mean, if you’re not going to personally put a gun to my head to keep me from disagreeing with you (a proposition sure to end in prison or morgue time), how dare you demand that someone else do it for you?
Mental substitution of other C-words is acceptable, of course.