Is saying 'Go back to your own country' racist or are you f**king kidding me?

IS telling someone non-white to go back to their own country, as President Trump did, racist or are you seriously asking that question? 

What could the president mean by telling non-white congresswomen to go back to their own country? 

A) He is clearly saying that the US belongs to white people, as would the Ku Klux Klan.
B) Advising them to reconnect with their roots, you know? Bring their experiences of other cultures to the great melting pot of America.

Who usually says ‘go back to your own country’? 

A) It is a phrase very much owned by ignorant racists.
B) All kinds of people. It’s a statement which could in many cases be benevolent and kind. It’s not as cut-and-dried as people are making out.

If you said that to a non-white colleague in work, what would happen? 

A) You would be reprimanded, interviewed by HR and fired within the day.
B) They might take it badly initially, but when you explained that you were only concerned for the indigenous British culture like Morrissey is then surely nobody could take offence? No yeah you’d get fired.

Is there any justification for saying it? 

A) To an invading army, yes. Otherwise, no.
B) If many people agree with you? Surely it’s okay then?


Mostly As: Congratulations. You have recognised one of the key phrases of racism of the last 50 years as racist.

Mostly Bs: Congratulations. You have failed a test even Piers Morgan managed to pass.

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Office worker having lovely day off in office

AN office worker has taken a much needed day off for rest and relaxation within the confines of his office. 

Communications manager Tom Booker had a heavy weekend, met some key deadlines last week and believes he deserves a day’s break while technically still attending work. 

He said: “I opened my emails this morning and thought: Nope. Not today.

“I spent the first hour browsing, shopping, all the rest, then at 10am purposefully arose from my chair and set off, sheaf of papers in hand, to visit my mate Andy on the seventh floor. 

“I did the full tour; Andy, Jane in HR, a can of Dr Pepper with the IT lads and I even swung by the postroom to catch up on the ongoing saga of Iain and the bird on reception.

“Then I settled down and wrote a few emails: my old friend Simon, a complaint to AirBNB, filled Andy in on the Iain/reception-bird situation, had a quick hand shandy in the bogs, then watched Love Island on my phone.”

Boss Helen Archer said: “It’s okay, I’ve done fuck all myself.”