I managed to run a bit during the Thanksgiving break. Since I didn’t have to work, I managed to run outside a lot. Since I don’t listen to music when I’m running outside (only when I’m in a race!), my thoughts were darting here, there, and everywhere. Here are the ones I remembered when I got back home:
- Why must we edit classics like ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas or It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown so that they are politically correct? Are we really being sensitive and inclusive by doing this? Or are we simply re-writing history a la Orwell’s 1984?
- Why do people blow their noses at the table? Don’t they realize that it’s gross and disgusting to people who are eating?
- Why are minority groups allowed to use racial slurs on one another but if another racial group uses the same word, it’s bad?
- Why do dictionaries define words using the root word itself? Example: discretionary – subject or left to one’s own discretion (dictionary.com) At least the website gives a clickable link to “discretion” but would it really kill the writers to define discretionary as “subject or left to one’s own freedom of judgment or choice”?
- Why do people tell you that you look great when you know you look like a sausage?
And the thought processor churns on…
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