The Simpsons Boys & Girls & Math episode tonight was disturbingly unfunny. I found Principal Skinner’s verbal predicament under the feminists’ glower to be particularly galling – it has been a 15-year strategic lynchpin of the Rabid Right to bang the “politically correct” gong at every opportunity, so that now any peep from the oppressed is greeted with a condescending smirk that gleefully conflates using “African American” or “Asian” with screechy demands from the victim-fringe for “differentially abled” or “weight-challenged” or “vision-impaired”. You see, if our punditry stomps its collective feet to say that “fat” and “blind” and “crippled” are reasonable terms, the unspoken corollary is that nigger and chink never should have lost their vogue. Politically correct becomes a catch-all dismissal of every protest from every minority. In the instance of last night’s Simpsons, Skinner was attacked by Limbaugh’s prototype feminazis for saying anything that might distinguish one gender from another. The completely unsubtle message was that crazy feminists want to neuter common sense, and that equal pay and equal educational opportunity are every bit as ridiculous a demand as insisting we call them firepersons and co-mingling our restrooms.

King of the Hill then came on to ridicule the social safety net and insist that most beggars and homeless people are merely con artists, as is anybody receiving government aid. Well, except Halliburton and ExxonMobil and Archer Daniels Midland and loggers and ranchers and billionaires.

Family Guy went after gay-marriage, with the most reasonable compassionate people expressing the concerns. Crazy Peter was all for ridiculous weddings between dogs and aliens, etc., while his sweet wife kept on saying that she has no problem with gay men but that their marrying “just isn’t right”. Meaning that the far right position was portrayed as the common sense sweet and loving one.

American Dad then set about decrying the idiocy of women wanting to work, and portrayed the wife as being an utter nincompoop anywhere outside the kitchen, and not deserving of any professional opportunity, where she was clearly over her head.