Political Correctness Gone Mad
Freddy Woo writes: "I once worked on an animation to help highlight the issues homeless people face in winter. The client was happy with the work, then a note came back that the ethnic mix of the characters were wrong. These were cartoon characters. They weren't meant to be ethnically anything, but we were forced to make one of them brown, at the cost of about 10k to the charity. This is how your donations are spent. Wisely as you can see."
How has PC affected you? (Please add your own tales - not five-year-old news stories cut-and-pasted from other websites)
( , Thu 22 Nov 2007, 10:20)
Freddy Woo writes: "I once worked on an animation to help highlight the issues homeless people face in winter. The client was happy with the work, then a note came back that the ethnic mix of the characters were wrong. These were cartoon characters. They weren't meant to be ethnically anything, but we were forced to make one of them brown, at the cost of about 10k to the charity. This is how your donations are spent. Wisely as you can see."
How has PC affected you? (Please add your own tales - not five-year-old news stories cut-and-pasted from other websites)
( , Thu 22 Nov 2007, 10:20)
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Back at first school...
My best friend and I were playing a game, some imagination malarky, the important thing being that she chose her name to be 'Gaye'. A playground assistant overheard us playing, and we were taken off the playground and into the cloakroom for a telling off over using the word 'gay'. We tried to explain that we were playing a game and it was the NAME 'Gaye' we were using, but would she have any of it? Fat slag.
I don't know why she was even there. She was the mother of a girl in our class, but whether she was an official assistant or what, who knows. When I flashed my pants in school, she was the old hag who kept going 'don't forget to go to the headteachers office at THREEE' whilst I was scared shitless. And when her precious little daughter was running around pulling our skirts down? NOTHING. Gah.
Uhh.. off topic. But yeah, the whole 'Gaye' thing. Then again, this was a school that confused the heck out of us by suddenly telling us we had to pronounce 'Jesus' as 'Jesu' in the school hymns.
( , Sat 24 Nov 2007, 18:42, 1 reply)
My best friend and I were playing a game, some imagination malarky, the important thing being that she chose her name to be 'Gaye'. A playground assistant overheard us playing, and we were taken off the playground and into the cloakroom for a telling off over using the word 'gay'. We tried to explain that we were playing a game and it was the NAME 'Gaye' we were using, but would she have any of it? Fat slag.
I don't know why she was even there. She was the mother of a girl in our class, but whether she was an official assistant or what, who knows. When I flashed my pants in school, she was the old hag who kept going 'don't forget to go to the headteachers office at THREEE' whilst I was scared shitless. And when her precious little daughter was running around pulling our skirts down? NOTHING. Gah.
Uhh.. off topic. But yeah, the whole 'Gaye' thing. Then again, this was a school that confused the heck out of us by suddenly telling us we had to pronounce 'Jesus' as 'Jesu' in the school hymns.
( , Sat 24 Nov 2007, 18:42, 1 reply)
Theres always one..
of those 'mums of pupils' - we had one at our primary school. Evil peice of shit it was.
Hahaha, ugly as fuck and her daughter was a ginger kid, so understandable really :)
( , Sun 25 Nov 2007, 7:00, closed)
of those 'mums of pupils' - we had one at our primary school. Evil peice of shit it was.
Hahaha, ugly as fuck and her daughter was a ginger kid, so understandable really :)
( , Sun 25 Nov 2007, 7:00, closed)
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