I’ve been MIA for a while. I usually write when an epiphany strikes me. I’ve been working on my art and learning Spanish, and the epiphanies haven’t been coming.
Lightening finally struck and here’s my epiphany for this week:
I’m through being politically correct. I don’t go out of my way to be politically incorrect, but I’m not going to worry about saying Merry Christmas to the wrong person. I’m not going to get offended if someone says Happy Hanukkah to me.
Here’s a funny story about that. My cousin Jenny sends out religious Christian cards every year. She’s not overly religious in that she attends church and reads the Bible daily.
My brother, who recently passed away, was married to the rudest, most bizarre person I’ve ever met. He and his wife received a Christmas card from cousin Jenny. The bizarre sister-in-law sent a note back.
You know some people are Jewish.
For several years after that, assuming they were Jewish, Jenny sent them Hanukkah cards. One day while Jenny and I were on a phone call she happened to mention the incident. We both had a good laugh after I told her that they weren’t Jewish.
I’m living in Mexico at this time, and these good people don’t mind if I say Merry Christmas.
There is no way I or anyone else can remember all the new euphemisms for words. I’ll use them if I remember them, but if I don’t too bad. Get offended if you must. Ten or 15 years from now there will be a push to use euphemisms for those euphemisms.
Here’s an excerpt from an article I wrote when I first began with Wizzley:
Politically correct terms that might make you laugh
- In Australia, Santa Claus is no longer allowed to say Ho Ho Ho because it might scare children, and it’s derogatory towards women.
Have you ever known of a child that’s frightened by Santa Claus saying Ho Ho Ho? Ladies, when you see Santa Claus at the mall, do you think he’s calling you when he says Ho Ho Ho?