in forgiveness.

I’ve had quite enough of this nonsense. If we sterilize the language, then what would be the point of talking at all? I love a good “Polish” joke, not a “mentally challenged person” joke. I want to watch the “Redskins” play, not the “American Indian Heritage”. And I want “Christmas” displays, not “Generic Non-Religious Holiday” displays.  My wife has a temper that would make the “Irish” proud, not my wife has a temper like “someone who forgot their Prozac.”

Political Correctness for me? No. I will bring some colorful language back to the White House. Oodles of quips, quotes, jokes, and bad metaphors to be taken completely out of context. Expect to be accidentally offended from time to time. Get over it already.

And what’s with this “Something-or-other”-American crap? African-American? Mexican-American? This-American, That-American, The-Other-American. Hey! I’m an American-American! That makes me better than you, doesn’t it? Sure does. I am 100% American, and you’re only 50% American. I am better than you. Right? No. No. No. You’re either an American, or you’re not. Make up your mind, right now. Are you an American, or not? You choose... Do you see what I’m doing? These stupid double labels are divisive. They separate us. America became great on the premise that we are all one. We are all together in our goals and values, that no man is different or better than another. So, are you an American? Yes? Great! Glad to have you back! No? Leave. Bye bye. Come back and visit! Have a nice day.

Perhaps I’ll put up a big chart on the wall, with all the names of all the various groups of everyone and everything. And a checkbox next to each.

My goal: piss off everyone at least once.