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Private email between Cleveland’s front office and Politically Correct Consultants LLC was intercepted and is presented below:
Dear Cleveland Indigenous Peoples’ Baseball Team,
As per our $2 million contract to provide you with a comprehensive list of appealing, yet inoffensive nicknames for the team, we’ve listed below prospective cognomens you should consider. And precisely because you’re paying us $2 million we used the word cognomens instead of the more appropriate word nicknames.
Before each nickname below, please say to yourself: “The Cleveland <insert nickname>”.
- Cuticles – Where all the games are nail biters
- Make the Indians Great Again – We know. It has the words “Indians” in it, but it’s appeal to a certain group is undeniable. We see MIGA hats everywhere.
- Eeries – The scary mistake by the lake
- COVIDS – We think it’s an infectious little nickname. Too soon? Let’s find out.
- Grovers – They hope to win 2 non-consecutive championships
- Plain Dealers – Sponsored by the local newspaper. BTW, a newspaper is that big papery thing with print on it.
- The Baseball Team Formerly Known as the Cleveland Indians – And we’ll use Prince’s symbol in place of “Indians”
- Savages – Not Indian savages. Just generic savages. Yeah that’s what we’ll tell’em.
- Ohioans – A stupid name, but if Houston can be the Texans, then why not the Cleveland Ohioans. Up next: The Red Sox become the Boston Massachusettsans
- Quid Pro Quos – Give as good as you get. For every run you score, you’ll surrender one in return.
- Indianans – Wrong state, but we could kinda sneak in the Native American flavor while maintaining plausible deniability
- Not-so-Cavaliers – They take things more seriously than their NBA brothers
- We Honor All Primates No Matter How Much More Advanced We Are Than They Are – A little wordy, but sure to receive the approbation of the Animal Kingdom
Should you have any questions or comments we’re available for video conferencing on ZOOM or CAUGHTMASTURBATING
All Seriousness Aside,
Politically Correct Consultants LLC
Good Bye Chicken Kiev, Hello Fowl Kyiv?
If you’re like me (which I doubt very highly) you’ve noticed a slow-building and insidious trend in the renaming of major global cities. Cartographers are calling this syndrome Global Conforming. This sop to the signage industry began with the ancient city of Peking, which overnight in the 70’s became Beijing, thereby eliminating Peking Duck as my go-to Chinese restaurant order (Under no circumstances will I ever order Beijing Duck). Then Bombay, India decided it couldn’t deal with its pleasingly exotic name and renames itself Mumbai. Mumbai – which sounds like you’re trying to say “Monday” with a mouthful of Novocain. Not a good look India. Or a good sound either. So now Bombay Sapphire becomes Mumbai Sapphire? Nope. I’m not drinking that jungle juice.
As an American against the unwelcomed name changing of major cities or (AAUNCMC), I propose we turn back the fonts of time to the way things should be. And that brings me to Kiev, Ukraine. Kiev was a national capital when dinosaurs walked the Earth (not really, but you get the point). Why in tarnation, or in any nation, has Kiev suddenly (and without permission) become Kyiv? Really? So long Chicken Kiev. Hello Fowl Kyiv. Johnny Cougar back to John Mellencamp – that I get. But this politically correct urban renaming is done with all the clinical sterility of a Stepford wife doing laundry. To me these unilateral name changes should be called what they are: The Signage Industry Full Employment Act. Read the rest of this entry »
There’d be a Martin Luther Briscoe Blvd in every major city.
- Jesus Christ would be known as Jesus Briscoe and when people were really exasperated they’d say, “Oh Jesus H Briscoe!”
- If I said, “The artist formerly known as Briscoe” you’d know I was talking about Prince.
- Abercrombie & Fitch would be known as Briscoe & Briscoe. Then again, so would Simon and Garfunkel.
- Daniel Day-Lewis…Daniel Briscoe-Briscoe
- And you can be damn sure Chuck Norris would still be called Chuck Norris!
- Stormy Briscoe…’nuff said.
- If you saw a long lost buddy in the distance at a baseball game and yelled out, “Hey Briscoe, is that you?” The entire crowd would turn to you and say, “Of course it is.”
- 80% of late night talk show hosts would be named Jimmy Briscoe.
- Muhammad Ali would’ve changed his name from Cassius Briscoe to Muhammad Briscoe
- The happiest places on earth would be Briscoeland and Briscoe World.
- Pharmacies would have one big plastic “B” bin for all the prescriptions to go in.
- The FBI’s 10 Most Wanted Criminals would become more difficult to track down.
- On the other hand, if a criminal used an alias it would have to be Briscoe.
- This Briscoe name thing is really no different than the way it is right now, having the name “Kim” in North Korea.
- The Tom Hanks/bulldog buddy movie Turner & Hooch would become Briscoe & Hooch. But the Dustin Hoffman, Meryl Streep movie Kramer vs. Kramer would become Briscoe vs. Briscoe and would star Dustin Briscoe and Meryl Briscoe.
- The fabled baseball poem Tinkers to Evers to Chance would lose some of its magic because Briscoe to Briscoe to Briscoe just doesn’t have the same ring to it.
- Even if everyone’s last name was Briscoe, Kanye West would still be known as an idiot.
- Abbot & Costello’s classic baseball skit Who’s on First would morph into a pointless Briscoe’s on First, because every player on the field would be named Briscoe. The skit might sound like this:
- Who’s on first?
- It’s not Who. It’s Briscoe. Briscoe’s on 1st.
- I thought Who was the 2nd
- That’s Briscoe.
- So Briscoe’s on 1st and Briscoe’s on 2nd, well then Who’s at shortstop?
- Who is not the shortstop. Briscoe is the shortstop.
- You mean to tell me if they made a double play it would be Briscoe to Briscoe to Briscoe?
- But we like to call it Tinkers to Evers to Chance.
Now that I think of it, maybe it would be funny if everyone’s name in that skit was Briscoe. In any event the skit would be performed by Briscoe & Briscoe which is Abbot & Costello and not to be confused with Simon & Garfunkel. Read the rest of this entry »