It looks like the big top circus ne’er do wells are back in town. Pusillanimous balderdash is the theme of the article printed below, a clear-cut case of one, deluded Dr. L. Jason, handing the keys to the asylum to the inmates. A most foul miasma has descended upon the Institute of Medicine, its name, political correctness. The mad dogs of the great-unwashed Booboisie hound and now rabidly bite the Institute of Medicine. This is certainly not the first instance of the wise and educated to fall willfully victim to the dithyrambic ballyhooing of functional illiterates. By what right do the functional illiterates have a say in naming any clinical disease, half of them cannot even spell or write their own name let alone understand the foundations for naming a disease. The mindless rabble as well as the middling educated should not have a chance to voice their opinion on matters requiring an advanced education. The British have it right, a place for everybody and everybody in his place.
The solicitous Dr. Jason wrote a cogent article regarding the integrity and logic of the Institute of Medicine until he caved in to political correctness and succumbed to professorial babelization highlighted in red.
So there you have it fellow travelers, political correctness in its most naked, blinded, and invasive form.
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