Let's say that someone who used to work for you wrote an e-mail. In that e-mail, they used a word that rhymes with another word that could possibly offend someone associated with the e-mail. That someone wasn't offended, and certainly wouldn't have blamed you if they were. However, a third person noted the connection and it's potential for offense.
In England, this means that the police come to your house on Sunday afternoon, arrest you in front of your wife and child, confiscate your computers, hold you for four hours and take a DNA sample, which will be kept indefinitely on file, and insist they followed satisfactory procedure in tracking down the e-mail's author (which was never you in the first place).
Sometimes I think Orwell was too optimistic. What's next? Kids turning in their parents because teacher says it isn't fair for Mommy and Daddy to use that kind of light bulb?
I don't get angry about this sort of thing anymore. I just get more determined to live my life the way I see fit. Whether the powers that be "allow" me to do so is immaterial; I'm not going to comprimise my beliefs so I can have things easy. It's worth the hassle to be able to face myself in the mirror.