Their threshold for offence is wafer-thin.
The offender is always wrong; never the offended. There's no defence. The only acceptable response is abject apology and a lifetime of shame.
That's why putting on a show — especially for a politician — is dangerous. The offence is determined by the offended. Their outrage proves their virtue. Their fellow wowsers join in without knowing facts or context. They jeer each other along with tweets and online commentary and render their target a pariah. Their vitriol makes the Salem witch hunts look like considered process.
And so Williamson is in hot water. Again. Someone was offended by his MCing at an IT conference dinner. We don't know who. The person taking offence chose to remain anonymous. But the company hosting the dinner quickly apologised and distanced itself from Williamson.
The outrage embroiled the Prime Minister, who in response suggested Williamson's MCing was "probably not the threshold for leaving Parliament".
Parliament? Leaving? Threshold? In declaring Williamson could stay the PM didn't even know what he said to cause offence.
There's no time for a deep breath or reflection in any of this. Or even hearing from both sides.
But let's take that breath. The good people of Pakuranga have chosen Williamson 10 elections in a row. He has been their MP for 30 years. It can't possibly be right to deprive them of their chosen representative because of an anonymous complaint that he MCed a private dinner function where he said, well, we don't even know what he said.
Whatever happened to free speech? Or democracy? Or due process? Or does the right not to be offended trump everything?
Here's my message to the readily offended: stay home in your dressing gowns and slippers. Leave the raucous Saturday nights to those who still enjoy naughty laughs and who happily risk being offended for entertainment.