Because I so rarely bring it up, it may surprise even regular readers to discover that I am a homosexual. You'll be shocked! But it's true. I am a poof. A Mary. A screaming queen. Anyway, because I am a queer, and given my natural instinct for mischief and visceral loathing for political correctness, I am perhaps the only person in public life who can address a horrible linguistic injustice visited upon us all by the finger-wagging progressive Left, to which my attention has been drawn by my colleague, John Nolte. I speak, of course, of the theft of all...
