My N-Word Is "Naughty"

Oh fer cryin’ out loud:

A school administrator at has warned students at Quinnipiac University that “insensitive costumes” such as “a Mexican, hooker, gangster, or promiscuous nurse” are “as offensive as writing the ‘N-word’ on a blackboard.”

“Costumes that exaggerate, stereotype, generalize a particular ethnic culture [or] gender, [are] insensitive,” said the Connecticut school’s Associate Vice President for Academic Affairs and Chief Diversity Officer Diane Ariza, according to The Quinnipiac Chronicle, the school’s official newspaper.

It’s “slutty nurse.” SLUTTY. Or sometimes “sexy nurse.” Even “naughty nurse” will do. But “promiscuous nurse?” This gal could take the fun out of… well, out of a pretty girl wearing a fun, trashy Halloween costume.

You ready for the shocker? This meddlesome busybody killjoy’s real job title is “Chief Diversity Officer.” I’d suggest that some smartass student at Quinnipiac dress up tonight as a sexy chief diversity officer, but I think we all know such a thing is contradiction in terms.

I despise vandalism — it’s just nihilism given pubescent physical form. But there is not enough TP in the world for that woman’s house.

And that goes for this woman, too:

Most children expect to get candy when they go trick-or-treating. But, if they stop by one Fargo, North Dakota woman’s house, they might get an unexpected “fat letter.”

A station manager told valleynewslive.com in Fargo that a woman identified as Cheryl called into the Y-94 morning program saying that she wanted to make a stand against obesity during Halloween. Her idea? Give children who had extra pounds on them a letter instead of a sweet treat.

“You (sic) child is, in my opinion, moderately obese and should not be consuming sugar treats to the extent of some children this Halloween season,” the letter reads. “My hope is that you will step up as an adult and ration candy this Halloween and not allow your child to continue these unhealthy eating habits.”

My advice to Cheryl? Turn off your lights tonight and just pretend like you’re not home. And have a Hershey bar while you’re sitting there alone in the dark.

This is Halloween. It’s supposed to be silly and fun — for everybody.

But busybodies don’t know how to have fun and want to make damn sure nobody else has any, either.