It's hilaarious, but frightening at the same time.
As a child, we were taught "sticks and stones can break my bones but words will never hurt me".
And we learnt that words DO hurt. Especially if you are black and grow up in a world made for whites, and you feel how much you are disparaged through words and made to feel inferior -- it goes on and on and on, from childhood upwards.
But YOU GET OVER IT. You learn to deal with it. You learn to draw on inner resources of strength and resiliance. You learn that nasty things people say reflects on them rather than you; you retain your dignity and either have a calm response, or ignore it and move on. You learn that inferiority is a state of mind, and feeling it doesn't make it so. You grow up, use your hurt feelings as fuel for that growth.
That's how I became a (hopefully) mature adult.
People who are easily offended by words remain children mentally, crying at supposed insults, incapable of dealing with real life, which is often cruel and does not pamper or pander to your likes and dislikes.
Boo hoo.