Back in May, I linked a Wall Street Journal article which talked about a new trend: everyone, no matter how old, must be carded before drinking, since otherwise it's "discrimination" against younger people.
I had assumed that this silly trend died as quickly as it had appeared.
Last weekend my wife ran a half marathon up in Rhode Island. They had set up a large tent at the finish where all the runners could gather for a post-race beer. My wife finished the race, and went to the tent, but was not allowed a beer because she didn't have a proper ID with her.
My wife is 57. While she looks good for her age, nobody would mistake her for a teenager.
The wonderful thing about political correctness is that it gives common sense a nice vacation. When political correctness takes over, common sense goes jetting off to some place like Fiji, where it's not even reachable by phone.
Carding 57-year-olds is the culmination of a non-discriminatory ethos which deems it evil to notice any human differences.
Another example might be how those TSA agents at the airports pay as much attention to little old ladies as they do to me.
Check out my picture on the right. I look vaguely like a guy who'd like to blow up a jet in order to get his 72 virgins. Okay, I admit it, I'm getting a little old for the virgins. But I still look kind of like I might have a soft spot for al Qaeda.
So please, frisk me -- and others who look like me. I'd far rather be the victim of racial profiling than the victim of a terrorist.
Let me put it this way: I'd prefer having to undergo a cavity search by a fat, ugly, old gay guy with warts on his fingers than having to sit on an airplane for several hours wondering when the bomb is going to detonate.
We need to send political correctness to Fiji, and invite common sense back home -- without asking it for an ID proving it's 21.