A few years ago, there was a stray cat living in the parking ramp here at the state. Since he could be seen peaking up over the edge of a cardboard box, he was named Wilson.

I always referred to him as a stray, but, in order to be politically correct, I am told that I should refer to him as a Ferrel cat. Now, I don’t know what being politically correct has to do with Ferrel cats but apparently it does. (What ever.)

In an effort to control the wild pig population in Michigan, the DNRE has declared an open season on Ferrel pigs. Now, I would have called them “wild pigs” but I guess in order to be politically correct, they have to be called “Ferrel” pigs.

When I drive in downtown Detroit, I see homeless men standing on the corners looking for handouts. Normally, I would refer to them as “homeless”. But, in order to be politically correct, I guess I should refer to them as “Ferrel Men.”