The Harmful Language Initiative Has Committed Suicide
Indian givers fall victim to the peanut gallery, a seminal manmade sanity check

Trigger warning: a blind review of a blind study confirms in a whitepaper it’s insane to cripple us with retarded rules against mankind.
“Ladies and guys,” he said, “my tribe is ballsy and we’re killing it, going gangbusters.”
I submit we’re basket cases, addicted to crazy, dumb, brave mankind. We have the balls to welcome the black sheep, the handicapped, and the transgendered to our barrio. American, Hispanic, Oriental, or half-breed.
It’s a cakewalk. From gentlemen freshmen to graybeard gurus and senile chiefs, we know who’s tone-deaf and who’s retarded.
Whether low man on the totem pole, from the homeless person, immigrant, or convict, to the uppity chairman, we whitelist and grandfather you all in our master list. No blackballing or blacklisting.
We won’t be prisoners or prostitute ourselves like normal people, no can do. “Hip hip hooray for the hicks and hillbillies in their wife-beater shirts, “ she said. “Long time no see!”
The lame, OCD mentally ill spazzes who went on the warpath instead of burying the hatchet spent countless man-hours cracking the whip to kill two birds with one stone: trying to stop us from calling a spade a spade while enslaving us before selling us down the river.
Let me get this straight, you thug Karens. We’re the black hats? You’re the masters and we’re the slaves?
Welcome to the war room. Take your best shot you guys, and pull the trigger. You’re beating a dead horse.
We’re going balls to the wall. We’ll go off the reservation before we circle the wagons to survive this abusive relationship.
Time for a pow-wow, a stand-up meeting. We won’t be gypped. There’s more than one way to skin a cat.
Be well.
PS — Except for articles and pronouns, all the words in this article, including the title, subtitle, and trigger warning, come from the short-lived Standford Elimination of Harmful Language Initiative. Long may it rest in peace.
