Welcome to the Sermon on the Lounge, a Collaborative Thread that Shall Die

(Warning: use of language associated with "talking white" may be found herein. If such language is offensive to you or creates a psychological hazard, then please do not read beyond this word. Please proceed with caution, at your own risk.)

Sticks and stones might injure my clones, but fairly moderate decibel utterance of allegedly appropriate names will not inflict upon my body or mind any direct harm requiring any remedy other than for me to learn to ignore what I might figuratively speak of as drums. From percussion instruments emanate reverberating waves of sound, but inside the drum is merely air, typically at approximately the temperature of the surroundings and hence not necessarily hot air. Yet, it is air and thus has one an insubstantive quality that we associate with air. Remember that it's what's inside that counts. You know, clean the inside of the cup and all that kind of stuff. You've heard it before. Boys and girls, this isn't new material, but merely review of previously covered lessons.

(Use of ideas from Orwell's essay "Politics and the English Language" is hereby acknowledged. You might make a game of pointing out ideas from works written by neither Orwell nor Boojatta that were also used above.)