One of Jerry Seinfeld’s complaints about political correctness ruining comedy is that “the lines keep moving.” As it happened, I ran across a line that the great Florence King wrote back in 1978 that shows the problem:
Feminists won’t be satisfied until every abortion is performed by a black gay doctor under an endangered tree on a reservation for handicapped Indians.
Hoo boy, she’d be drummed off of any college campus today for saying something this inaccurate and behind the times. Nowadays, she’d need to say:
Social justice warriors won’t be satisfied until every choice decision is overseen by an African-American gender-questioning doctor under a sacred tree on the sovereign land for differently-abled indigenous peoples.