The Plutonium of Words

It’s amazing how we have decided to let leftists nuts appoint themselves unquestioned arbiters of all types of behavior.

This week, John Schnatter, the founder of Papa John’s is in the news. He was forced out as chairman because he used the word “nigger” in a phone call. He was talking about the NFL’s policy regarding kneeling during our national anthem. He said other people had bounced back from race-related PR problems. Specifically, he used these words: “Colonel Sanders called blacks ‘niggers.'”

You can’t say that word now, according to the nuts who put themselves in charge. In the past, the rule used to be that you couldn’t use it in a disparaging way. Now you can’t use it, period. You can’t even say, “It’s never acceptable to call someone a nigger.”

Of course, the rule doesn’t apply to black people. Why? Because we can’t get them to stop saying it, if you want the truth. The left’s excuse is that black people “own their blackness,” whatever that means.

You can still say kike, wop, the “C” word, spic, yid, redneck, cracker, and a whole host of other interesting words. If you’re a liberal, you can use the “C” word however you want. You can use it to describe the president’s daughter on national TV. No one else gets to use it. You can still say “redneck,” and Southerners are the biggest offenders. As for other slurs, you can’t use them to describe people, but you can say things like, “Michael Jackson shouldn’t have used the word ‘kike’ in a song.” You don’t have to say “K-word” and hope people figure out what you mean.

“Nigger” is apparently radioactive, or maybe it makes people burst into flames. When you hear it, stop, drop, and roll. Unless the person who said it is black. After you’re put out the flames, demand that someone be fired from his job.

A person with common sense can see why the bizarre new prohibition is a bad idea. If you can’t ever use the word, then we have to stop publishing Joseph Conrad’s The Nigger of the Narcissus. We have to burn some of Mark Twain’s books. We have to burn all the old copies of the original Roots TV series, which was full of white people using unfortunate language.

Quentin Tarantino must be in big trouble. Remember Pulp Fiction? He acted in that film as well as directing it. His character used the word “nigger” over and over in one scene. That film has to go. It’s too dangerous.

A lot of people who work for dictionary publishers need to be fired. Their books not only contain the word; they tell people what it means so they can use it more effectively.

Wikipedia has a whole page dedicated to it! RACISTS!

You know what? Leftists don’t get to decide what the rest of us can say. They have never had that right. If they want to criticize people for using the N-word to insult other people, fine. I’m right there with them. It’s an ugly thing to call someone. But they can’t prevent us from saying it when it needs to be said. It’s perfectly all right if you want to take your son aside and tell him he should never call anyone a nigger.

Here’s something weird: black people are allowed to call people who aren’t black “niggers.” How did that happen? I’ve been called a nigger. Totally serious. How did we end up here? How much crazier can we get?

My personal recommendation, and I hope you won’t call me crazy, is that we all quit calling each other niggers or niggas or niqqas or whatever other permutations exist. Let’s not do that, and if we need to discuss the word itself, let’s just man up and say it.

TALKING ABOUT the word is not the same as ENDORSING it.

If John Schnatter should be criticized for anything, it should be for making terrible pizza that costs a great deal of money. A large Papa John’s mess with a beverage will run you about 30 bucks now. That’s insane. It tastes like a sponge covered in ketchup. I had to eat a couple of them last month. Awful. Thank God I was hungry. I can’t believe the chain stays in business.

DiGiorno pizza is better, and you can get the equivalent of a Papa John’s large for 8 dollars. It’s not great, but “better than Papa John’s” is a low bar to clear.

Leftist weirdos: you are not in charge. You don’t get to tell other people what to say. “Illegal alien.” “Pro-life.” “American Indian.” Freedom to disagree is still “a thing,” as leftists like to put it. It’s not like God has ruled in your favor, granted an injunction, and denied our appeal. Deal with it.

If you’re black, feel free to discuss the words “redneck” and “cracker” in my presence. Actually, black people DO discuss these things with me, and I couldn’t care less. I would prefer not to have these terms applied to me, but if you want to talk about them, you will not get any objections from me. You don’t have to apologize or say “the R-word.” I don’t care. I am not trying to catch you offending me so I can silence you. I don’t recognize my right to silence anyone.

Enjoy your freedom of speech. Stand in the street in front of my house wearing a shirt that says “BLM” on the front and “Impeach 45” on the back. God bless you. I’m fine with it. You’re wrong, of course, but you can say what you want.

If anyone notices this essay, I’ll get criticized for writing it. No one will listen, and America will continue getting crazier. I won’t convince anyone. After I’m dead, people will realize I’m right. Until then, I’ll be lumped in with Lester Maddox. I still feel like speaking the truth. It’s not as if people like me had any chance of satisfying judgmental leftists.