Consider this description of an imaginary species I'll call Homo atrox:
Homo atrox is in most respects similar to Homo sapiens,
but with a far more pronounced disposition toward cruelty. In fact, studies
show that atroxians who engage in wanton acts of exquisite cruelty lead
substantially longer, happier, more productive lives than those who
try to abstain from cruelty. 
Glenn Loury talks uncommon good sense about the Obama- and Clinton-camps' divide, the Wright brouhaha, and other topics. And John Whorter ain't bad either. (Not sure about John's conclusions about "Kay Callahan," though, the truth of which at the very least would turn on her class membership.)
They rise from the shoulder Like stakes through the heart of the plain.
The tar and
sap slathered on for shelter against the heat
Heat up the
surrounding air like a desert;
That sweltering air rushes into my
lungs, charged with the smell of
Swamp and toolshed,
Cherry oak and crude.
. . .
First step up the metal rung, and the earth simmers below.
Conventional ethical relativism appeals to some set of social norms,
or practices, or personal convictions as truth-makers or grounds for
moral justification. On this model, for any moral precept p, the
statement 'p is true' means
something like 'I (and/or those of my social group) accept p' -- where
such acceptance in the
assertor's moral theory (perhaps linked with some anthropological and
psychological theses) constitutes the relevant "truth" or
justification of p.
"[T]he folks that trust you, that just won't hear no bad about you nor even think it, those are the ones that are hard to fool. You can't put your heart in the job." --From Jim Thompson's The Killer Inside Me.
Joining a party that started over at Ezra Klein's blog, Hilzoy riffs on the counter-Kripkean implications of Geraldine Ferraro's Obama gaffe: "[I]f I were a black man and had wheels, I would be the first black male
trolleycar ever, not to mention the first being ever to be both a
public transit vehicle and a mammal."
This is all very witty, of course. Then again, it's also all a bit too easy. After all, look at the fun that could have been had with Michelle Obama's "for the first time I'm proud of America" thoughts. It seems to me that if you actually wanted to be fair about construing Ferraro's woefully inartful remarks, you'd probably wind up with something like this: