By John W. Lillpop
Those of us who live in California have grown accustomed to a unique weather phenomenon that occurs each year as the traditional summer season winds down.
In September, October, and even as late as November, California has what is called “Indian Summer.” The term refers to the final blast of hot, dry weather for the year.
To the best of my knowledge, Indian Summer has no racist connotation nor is the term meant as a derogatory slam against Native Americans--or even summer for that matter.
Still, in the politically correct mental asylum otherwise known as San Francisco, there are liberals who cannot sleep at night because of neurotic concern that “Indian Summer” is divisive, non-inclusive, un-American, and most especially, “Not San Francisco.”
Of course, these are the same out-of-touch leftists who believe that the American flag, heterosexual marriage, full-time employment, organized religion, and all Republicans are “Not San Francisco.”
When you stop to think about it, being called "Not San Francisco" is a huge compliment!
Besides being completely harmless,”Indian Summer" is much easier to spell and pronounce than “Indigenous People Summer,” “Native American Summer,” or “People of Color Summer” But logic and common sense are rarely obstacles to San Francisco moon bats intent on amusing the rest of the planet with the greatest PC absurdities imaginable
There are even liberal wordsmiths who would like to make it a major offense to refer to smelly, unkempt hobos, with all their worldly possessions in stolen shopping carts, as “Homeless.” The preferred term is “Displaced victims of the jobless Bush economy.”
But the greatest violation of PC protocol occurs when one uses the truncated and barbaric term "Frisco" in reference to San Francisco. Frisco is not considered a cute or clever expression here, and may actually be dangerous to one’s health.
As for me, I live about 50 miles south of San Francisco and feel relatively safe in wishing you and yours a “Happy Indian Summer from Frisco!”