The Book Of Approved Words

I relaxed on the couch watching an illegal show on videotape. “They had such freedom of language back then,” I thought.

“I told you to sit, retard,” the man on the screen shouted.

Reluctantly plopping down, the other man mumbled, “Faggot.”

“We can’t get away with those words anymore,” I thought, turning the volume down. When the episode finished, I shut off the VCR and TV. “Back to work,” I mumbled.

I am an Approved Writer and have to regularly update my published works, deleting words recently made illegal. Sitting, I read from my laptop: “The pink, blue, and white sky reminded me of Easter.” Earlier this year the word “Easter” was made illegal. It excludes non-Christians and is now considered offensive.

Two hours later, I leaned back in my chair rubbing my eyes, thinking, “Can’t take anymore today. I really should be using the latest

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