Tuesday, 30 March 2010

Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit...



There is an annual contest at Texas A&M University calling for the most appropriate definition of a contemporary term. This year's term was -- 'Political Correctness'

The winner wrote:

"Political correctness is a doctrine, fostered by a delusional, illogical minority, and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end."

(With thanks to 'Gill' for a superb pictorial reminder...)

22 comments:

Blue Eyes said...

LOL!

rvi said...

Change the first two words of the definition to "socialism" and you would also be spot on. It's the right thing to go.

lilith said...

Excellent :-)

Scrobs... said...

Thanks Blues - you're getting on top of your game I see, and that is good news!

Scrobs... said...

You know Reevers, you're right!

They really are worried now, and I need a business-like government to see me through this next eight to ten years, before I can retire at 70.

The current cowd are never going to make enough people self-sufficient, because they need the votes of the non-thinking flock of sheep, so that they can try and lord themselves, just like parish councillors do.

Scrobs... said...

Lils, as erudite as ever! But you know I really like rabbits, that's until those golden pieces of foil fall from the Lindt models so tastefully displayed about three inches from the front door in Sainsbury's...

Thud said...

At least somebody at uni nowadays is spending their time wisely...a fine defintion.

Blue Eyes said...

Scrobs, I don't think I am, actually... Eight steps forward, seven and three-quarters back at the moment...

Modo said...

When you think of it (rabbits made of chocolate) I mean really think about it... it make no sense. Potato crisps that taste of chicken, gum that tastes of mint, milk that tastes of bananas! Who thought that life could be better if one food tasted of another? Chocolate that tastes like kidneys, sausages that taste of advocat. Where is it all going to end?

Blue Eyes said...

That is a great point! I mean rabbit has a lovely taste all of its own! Chocolate eggs are nice though.

Philipa said...

LOL!

Poor bunnies, awwww.

Modo said...

I concede to your point on chocolate eggs… still have you ever walked into a Body Shop err… shop? It smells like a fruiterer. Who decided that smelling of bananas equalled fresh and clean? Why is there no soap with shards of pork scratching? Calf’s foot moisturiser, pork conditioner… pâté face packs? Sink into a warm Bovril bubble bath.

Scrobs... said...

Thud, I'm sure it helps!

PC to me costs too much money which is paid to the very people who don't deserve it.

Scrobs... said...

Oh. I think you are Blues, and thanks for keeping going!

Scrobs... said...

Modo, one of my avbiding memories - and loads of photos to prove it, is of YD and ED with faces covered in chocolate, from the chocolate Father Christmas's they had every year.

Usually, they'd vanished by about 6.00am...

(the chocolate not YD and ED)!

But that silly chef bloke who makes smelly icecream is a joke I admit!

Mind you, all of the blokes who turn up on the box and are called 'celebs', are pretty well turned off by us after a few seconds. Delia's different though...

Scrobs... said...

Pips, I think Modo agrees with you somehow...

Philipa said...

And I agree with you about Delia, Scrobs. Classic.

Hmmm, what shall I do for the easter feast? Anyone having rabbit?

'Come Dine With Me' is essential viewing in our house. If only to see how devoid of manners they are. The guests went through the hosts underwear drawer yesterday and remarked on the number of bras she had (sounded like a criticism). Well really! I don't think it's anyones business what a lady keeps in her underwear drawer.

Scrobs... said...

Pips, I'm not sure how knicker drawers and cooking cutlets get accumulated in one sentence, but I'm sure you'll have a good reason...

If you don't, then have a laugh with me at a very funny post you made!

Take care eh?

Philipa said...

'Come Dine With Me' is a televised dinner party. On the day I mentioned the guests went upstairs whilst the hostess was attending to the cooking and rifled through her smalls. I hope your guests don't exhibit such bad manners, Scrobs.

Am going in search of a chocolate bunny to munch on :-)

killemallletgodsortemout said...

Have a Happy Easter, Scrobs & Co.

http://nephos.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/happy-easter1.jpg


My favourite Easter Bunny Greetings Card!

Scrobs... said...

No chance Pips, JRT doesn't allow that...

Scrobs... said...

Killers!

Happy Easter to youse as woil...

Thanks for this - er - have you let Pig see it yet?

;0)