Politically correct language I could fucking live without. The amount of self censorship required to keep oneself on the ever changing politically correct side of the line is more than enough to mess up a man's thinking process. Thinking, real thinking, is a process most fruitfully undertaken when unrestrained by such total fucking bullshit.
Freedom, is the most important value of them all. Once you make it your second choice you make it your last, motherfuckers.
Which brings me, in my often roundabout way, to a horse running up at Northlands Park. Horse's name is We Taught Ed.