“You can’t even make a joke anymore.”
“Everyone is too up their own asses with this PC bullshit.”
“George Carlin would have something to say about this!”
This is all I’ve been hearing lately. Everyone seems to be up in arms about not being able to tell a joke without suffering the most heinous of fallout. They’re so convinced everyone is out to get them for uttering something funny they’ve completely shut down.
Okay… So they haven’t. They just got a new soapbox upon which to whine.
Okay… So I’m between books. When it’s all said and done, I finished three first drafts of novels this year.
“Finished” may be too strong a word. It’s more like two and two-thirds. Still, who’d complain about that? Anyway, it’s time to work on some shorts.
…I mean that you’ve been programmed to believe what your programmers want you to believe.
No, I’m not broken hearted. Just disappointed.
Can you spot the difference between someone trolling you and someone giving constructive and creative criticism?