Blurred Lines

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.

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