Political Correctness is Our Future. Say It In Chorus.

Less of everything I am politically informed. I am ignorant, I am very uneducated in political issues. I am very incorrect politically. In Soviet Union there was a special term, “politcorrectness”, meaning “political correctness”, abbreviated as PC (don't confuse with another PC). According to Wikipedia it means “language, ideas, policies, and behavior seen as seeking to minimize social and institutional offense in occupational, gender, racial, cultural, sexual orientation, handicap, and age-related contexts”. Uf-f-f-f-f! Cold. Too politically correct, isn’t it?

Philip Atkinson states that “Political Correctness (PC) is the communal tyranny that erupted in the 1980s. It was a spontaneous declaration that particular ideas, expressions and behavior, which were then legal, should be forbidden by law, and people who transgressed should be punished”. Yeah, warmer….

My friend states: “Political correctness is when you substitute the word “pet” to “animal companion”, because the word “pet” may lower self esteem of the latter. Hot!

Some time ago Obama was asked who was the main thing: Putin or Medvedev? He replied: “effective together”. What a nice substitution for a word “scary”.

Reverse example: When Ronald Reagan called Soviet Union “Evil Empire” he was NOT politically correct.

Not politically informed, not politically educated, not politically correct. First two “not” actually saved me. When I was in my mid 20-s I was approached by a well groomed guy, dressed in civil clothes (he came to my door), who showed me a small red document (called “crusts”), a certificate of KGB officer.

I knew I should be politically correct, period. He asked me to go with him. Oh, was I scared. I heard too many stories like this, when people were taken from their homes and were never seen again. First he lectured me how important it was to be a good citizen, devoted to the wellbeing of our Motherland. Then he tried to recruit me to be a KGB informant, to supply them information about people in my surroundings who would interest them. And he gave me the exact name of a person. I did the cleverest thing I could do under the circumstances- I expressed my hot and full desire to do this (if I refused on the spot, I would be done). I assured him that he could not possibly find the better person for this. He gave me his special direct phone number.

And I started my “dumb” game. I was calling him several times a day, “informing” him about what we talked with the person of interest- about shopping; about gossiping; about cooking recipes; about…all kinds of useless crap... You got the idea…. In a week he thanked me for a good job and told that they don’t need my services any more.

What was funny, long after this episode I was still serving my "dumb" image, greeting this guy as a good friend when seeing him on the street (KGB office was not far from my house).

So, I am not, not and not (not politically informed, not politically educated, not politically correct).

All this gives me a full right to be just silly when it comes to politics. For instance, who is this guy on the picture? No, not these two. These are Putin and Medvedev, everyone knows them.

Who is the one on the picture below? Take a poll and we’ll see if you know him.

P.S. The correct answer will be at the end, below the comment capsule. 

Correct answer: PutVedev.

Thus is a photoshopped picture, upper half is taken from Putin (note his cold, icy eyes of a former KGB officer) and the lower part is from Medvedev's picture. 

Remember, Obama's words.....?