Yee Hah - Prepare To Engage PC Force Fields

I searched in vain for my old Washington Redskins sweat shirt but it appears that the PC police have beat me to it - either that or the moths. It was a long time ago and a long way away...

Likewise I am going to have to get moving if I hope to pick up a 1:18 model of the Dodge driven by the Dukes Of Hazzard in authentic livery. The last time I saw on in the hobby shop there was an orange sticker over the Stars And Bars on the roof and I fear even this might have been banned as the flag has been declared as offensive to people who declare things offensive. Sad, this, as it will mean the annual bombardment of Fort Sumpter will be a colourless affair.

I am also privately worried that many of the dearly-loved images, symbols, and icons of photography will be removed as well. Our fake nazi-era cameras made out of old Fed chassis will lose their inscriptions. The Lomo cameras will have to be rebranded, as their trade name sounds close to a word that is used for abusive language. Actually, Lomo is abusive language just on its own...

Of course, we have been saved from the disgrace of Kodak...by Kodak. Also Wittnauer, Bausch and Lomb, and a number of other American firms - all those criminal emblems long gone from the photo scene. The British Ross lenses - root cause of so many innocent casualties - have been impounded. Charges are, of course being laid. Also eggs and bricks, but not by chickens.

One of our staff members pointed out that some of the DSLR cameras have cross-patterned AF points on their focus screens and that they do face recognition...uncovered faces...male and female...we went very sombre at that and agreed never to sell them again. We know trouble when we see it. Or don't see it. Or are not supposed to see it.

Hard to say where it will all stop. The breakfast food companies are already marketing boxes of unpleasant flakes under the brand name "Cereal Offender". We can purchase politically-approved neckwear made by the Kempi Tie Company. Even pipe bands are losing their traditional precision...marching to the beat of diffident drummers, as it were.
I would care if it weren't quite so dangerous.