One sunny afternoon I was walking past Columbia University on Broadway with two friends and their two children. A 'player' decked out with bling and a pricey jogging suit pimp rolled by us and stopped at the Vassar Gate. He whipped out his pecker and proceed to take a piss against the wall in full view of two NY cops and my friend's kids. I turned to say something and my friend's wife panicked. "Look straight ahead, don't say anything, no eye contact - PLEASE!" she hissed. I love NY. Don't you?
Was there ever a perversity
like the word diversity?
An umbrella of excuses
for all manner of abuses.
It takes a village to empower
a man to take a shower?
Judgment must retreat when
he pisses in the street.
Gone are those social classes
now replaced by ethno asses.
You know it's true, face it,
brother doesn't mean you.
The worst was to render
ordinary sex into gender.
Surely now he and she
should morph to just me.
Would it be like rude
dude now to conclude
words political and correct
make all meaning suspect?
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