The word "polack" is considered offensive and derogatory.
It is not appropriate for use in written English. It should not be used in any context due to its negative connotations.
Example: "Using the term 'polack' in conversation is disrespectful and should be avoided."
Alternatives: "Polish person" or "Individual from Poland."
Yet her disdain – "you Polack" – is dreadful and her contempt partly fabricated, partly excited.
Holly disappointed him by proving unremarkable and by becoming engaged to an office-equipment repairman whom Stevens (echoing his father's rejection of Elsie) called a "Polack" and a Communist.
And a 1995 interview with The New Yorker in which she called Pope John Paul II "a Polack" drew widespread criticism.
He called Humphrey "squishy soft on communism" and used derogatory terms such as "Polack" and "fat Jap" to refer to ethnic minorities.
J.S. Polack and the Reverend Thomas Chapman were the first Europeans to see the lake in the 1830s.
The Jews and their reluctant "Moses", as one of them sceptically calls him, have no love for each other: "Never trust a Polack," someone says in Yiddish (one of the film's languages, alongside Polish, German and Ukrainian), while Socha tells his sidekick that they can always turn in the Jews if need be.
And as Trump has violated standards of decency and civility with his attacks on everyone from Muslims and Mexicans to reporters with disabilities, Agnew was famous for his ethnic slurs, referring to Poles as "Polacks" and calling a Japanese American reporter "the fat Jap".
They do this apparently through obscenity and racial insults, calling each other wops, micks and polacks, and there's a very funny scene with Walt's pal, an Italian-American barber (John Carroll Lynch, the film's only familiar face other than Eastwood's - he played the sheriff's kindly husband in Fargo).
The Polacks for Trump are here!" That everyone else hates Trump makes them all the more confidant he is their man, further cements the feeling they are, finally, members of an exclusive club.
Now set to be mayor, he has breakfast with a predecessor who explains the realities of the office in terms of being given a succession of silver pots – from the unions, the blacks, the Polacks and the ministers – full of shit that he, as mayor, then has to eat.
