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Gonz

Gonz

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The brain is the higher functioning organ. Emotions just lead to trouble. Can somebody put them in proper order?

In the classic American TV series, the Lone Ranger's faithful Indian sidekick Tonto respectfully refers to his partner as "kemosabe," but a human-rights tribunal in Canada handling a work-place grievance contends it's a racist term and wants a ruling from the country's Supreme Court.

Jay Silverheels starred as Tonto with Clayton Moore as the Lone Ranger in the classic TV series.

The request centers on a grievance to the Nova Scotia Human Rights Commission by Dorothy Kateri Moore, a Mi'kmaq woman who complained her boss at a sports store in Sydney, Nova Scotia, Trevor Miller, "poisoned" the work environment by referring to her and other workers as "kemosabe," according to the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation.

Moore said Miller told her the term meant "friend," but the Mi'kmaq woman took it as a racial slur.
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WND
 
I don't get it. They want the government to list the words and phrases that are deemed inappropriate in the workplace?

Be careful what you wish for... :devious:
 
Cheap Trick said:
The thought police, they live inside of my head.
The thought police, they come to me in my bed.
The thought police, they’re coming to arrest me, oh no.

You know that talk is cheap, and those rumors ain’t nice.
And when I fall asleep I don’t think I’ll survive the night, the night.

’cause they’re waiting for me.
They’re looking for me.
Ev’ry single night they’re driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.

The thought police, they live inside of my head.
(live inside of my head.)
The thought police, they come to me in my bed.
(come to me in my bed.)
The thought police, they’re coming to arrest me, oh no.

Well, I can’t tell lies, ’cause they’re listening to me.
And when I fall asleep, bet they’re spying on me tonight, tonight.

’cause they’re waiting for me.
They’re looking for me.
Ev’ry single night they’re driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.

I try to sleep, they’re wide awake, they won’t leave me alone.
They don’t get paid to take vacations, or let me alone.
They spy on me, I try to hide, they won’t let me alone.
They persecute me, they’re the judge and jury all in one.

’cause they’re waiting for me.
They’re looking for me.
Ev’ry single night they’re driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.

The thought police, they live inside of my head.
The thought police, they come to me in my bed.
The thought police, they’re coming to arrest me.
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Welcome to your future, unless you do something now...
 
unclehobart said:
kemosabe meant 'soggy shrub' ... so noone has a claim to jack-poo.
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As a soggy shrub I find that offensive in the extreme. You may expect to hear from my attorneys in due time...

:lloyd:
 
chcr said:
As a soggy shrub I find that offensive in the extreme. You may expect to hear from my attorneys in due time...

:lloyd:
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I'm offended by the term jack-p**. It was from early childhood, when my friend, Jack, slipped on something left behind by his puppy. I still have nightmares about it. I'm suing you both. :lloyd:
 
I'm offended by you both and suing myself first, settling out of court, declaring bankruptcy, taking a sub-s write-off and flying to Tahiti.
 
Well, I can see why the woman would take offense... if I were a girl, I wouldn't want someone saying I've got a soggy shrub either.
 
This forum is my daily Rorschach Test. I just calls 'em as i see's 'em.
 
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