The Call of the Politically Correct Shepherd to his Nymph (with apologies to Christopher Marlowe, who is a Dead White European Male and therefore unworthy of study) Come live with me and we shall be politically correct We'll walk among the spotted owls and every rare insect We'll not cheer for sporting teams whose names mock our forebearers Or consort with other than the original fur-wearers No toxic fission No fossil fuels No polyester No grades in schools Come live with me within the old-growth forest near the seas Where the dolphins all are safe and swim through nets with ease Where the union label grows in our greenhouse-gas-free dome And the rain forest stretches out beyond our race-normed home No fatty oils No silicone No ever-present Cellular phones We'll be perfectly tolerant of all (as if we cared!) And we'll hope that we won't be procreationally impaired And when we have politically correct young girls and boys They'll play in their cloth diapers with our recycled toys They'll get their truths from Old bitter men And never think nor learn Less they offend. Kevin M. Loney 1992. May not be rebroadcast without the express written consent of the Baltimore Orioles and Major League Baseball.
(From the "Rest" of RHF)