When I saw a picture of the N-word scrawled almost illegibly on a first-year’s door tag, the stubborn tendrils of past upset punctured my being once more.
The very term “politically correct” provokes ire and disenchantment across a broad section of the United States public.
I am unwilling to hold the president of the U.S. to the same standard as the man on the street, or even a backbencher congresswoman.