Nigger. Nigger. Nigger. Nigger. Nigger.

See what happened when I said The Word Which Must Never Be Spoken Under Any Circumstances™? Even when I said it over and over again? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. The sky did not fall, the land did not crack, the seas did not boil. That’s because it’s just a word. Yes, it’s a nasty insult, and yes, you’re a big jerk if you call someone that – but that’s all it is. In the end, it’s just a plain word – it has no magical powers. It isn’t the name of Voldemort; saying it doesn’t summon evil wizards.

We as a society have far more to fear from the distinctly Orwellian (and, like most leftism, frankly childish) prospect of the creation of a (certain to be ever-expanding) list of Forbidden Words, never to be uttered under pain of personal and professional ruin, than we do from something that, at its core, is just a naughty word. Far, far more.

On a related note: Hey everybody – remember when the left used to push the envelope, and say the Seven Words You Can’t Say On Television, and sneeringly tell us all how silly it was for adults to be afraid of naughty words? Yeah – that was a long time ago.