Seriously Clint Eastwood, it was bad enough when you (a rich, spoiled Hollywood actor) were busy telling everyone my age that we're a generation of pussies. Fuck, let's just ignore that whole thing and the fact that you said it to Esquire magazine of all places and let's focus on the latest dementia-spawned rambling to come up through your dentures (two for one):
"People have lost their sense of humour. In former times we constantly made jokes about different races. You can only tell them today with one hand over your mouth or you will be insulted as a racist," the Daily Express quoted him as saying.
"I find that ridiculous. In those earlier days every friendly clique had a 'Sam the Jew' or 'Jose the Mexican' - but we didn't think anything of it or have a racist thought. It was just normal that we made jokes based on our nationality or ethnicity. That was never a problem. I don't want to be politically correct.
Jesus, are you really talking about political correctness? Did you learn nothing from my harsh words for Facebook guy? And seriously, what the fuck are you saying there? That you and your honky friends would make fun of "Sam the Jew" and "Jose the Mexican" or that your honky friends had friends that weren't ofays? Totally confused here.
You do know that in polite company people still tease each other about ethnic differences. The only difference between now and the 1930s, where you live still, is that Bob Hope isn't making jokes about Mexicans' affinity for tequila because we understand that Mexicans drink all kinds of liquor. I mean, you can't make a cartoon about the cops shooting a monkey that kind of gets construed as the cops shooting the President, but you'd have to be an idiot (work for the New York Post) to do something like that.
You and Nick Young seem to be confused as to why people don't run down the street screaming that Jews don't tip (this used to happen). Maybe a brief history lesson will help you. See, back when you were hanging with Sam and Jose, they couldn't even get a fucking job working for AT&T, which according to my grandma had all the jobs back then. All of them. Neither, for that matter, could your friend Seamus the Mick, because WASPS ruled the world and treated it like it was one big White Dude Party (invite only, suckas). It was a little like the end of this Young Buck video where he finds the Illuminati behind a clearly marked door (around 4:30 in if you hate Young Buck and/or Pauly Shore).
Umm, anyway, the point is that once Sam and Jose and Seamus realized they were getting royally screwed, they pissed and moaned and told people to stop calling them cheap or lazy or drunk and give them jobs. So, Bob Hope and all those other guys had to stop tailoring their acts to making jokes that were at everyone's expense except for WASPS and people were happy for awhile.
Oh but wait, then political correctness died a fiery death in the late 80s and early 90s because everyone got sick of it and just started trashing each other again, but in a clever way. Jesus, Bill Maher had a show called "Politically Incorrect" and Chris Rock got famous doing a bit about black people vs. niggers and Quentin Tarantino screamed "dead nigger storage" for like, eighteen minutes during the credits of Pulp Fiction. Look it up. Of course, these people had smart and funny things to say outside of the bounds of politeness and that's why it was OK for them to do it.
But hey Clint Eastwood, don't let all that stop you from using your arthritic fingers to log on to Facebook and write a note about how you hate political correctness. I just hope your eyesight is good enough to read your keyboard (I'll stop the age jokes when I damn well please).