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Let's have no more about reproduction. We all
know what that's a code word for.
Hal
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When I still had a job and a union card, the IT guy where I worked, when
called on (as happened quite frequently) to delouse the departmental
computer, had a standard joke which he made to the (female) secretaries --
"Who's been a naughty girl, then?"
The subtext to this was that this was all happening in the middle of a quite
serious (to say the least) p/c meltdown.
The secretaries found the joke hysterically funny, and I rather liked it,
but I'd be willing to bet that the reason none of my academic politically
correct colleagues (we're talking maybe mid-eighties here) objected, was
that if they'd overheard it, they probably wouldn't have understood it.
But then, at that time, when things got really bad, I used to go hang out in
the IT department, who would be playing Doom on an intranet while the blood
was flowing down the walls of LUT Department of Anguish and Trauma.
Robin
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