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Monday, March 12, 2007

The PC Police and the public domain.

As I was thumbing through the OCP missalette yesterday to find the closing song, I stumbled across a classic, Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring.

Not quite, of course. The presence of the word "Man's" would send some strong and empowered graduate of a nearby womyn's studies program into weepy fit.

[As an aside, isn't ironic that, far from creating truly proud and resilient people, the "[Group] Studies" programs have instead created intellectual celiacs incapacitated by the slightest irritant? Just a thought.]

And the good folks at OCP are only to happy to appease such imagined slights. It's now "Jesu, Joy of Our Desiring." The long-dead can't sue. Of course, the bleakly humorous reality is that the bowdlerizing doesn't lead to the songs being sung any more often. Even the celiacs can see it for the Newspeak that it is.

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