I said, “Is anyone in your family crazy?” to my cousin’s fiancé. She didn’t like the word, refused the conversation. I find that pretty annoying. Of course I’ve said similar things. “Crazy” out of a mother’s mouth at the park about her daughter disturbs me. But I still reserve the right to call my family crazy. I want a heated judgmental word.
I said, “white trash,” to my friend and he said nobody is trash. I felt shame and don’t use the term. There still is an underclass of poor white people, but they are not trash.
My friend talked about his adolescent daughters dressing provocative, and I said I dread the hoochie phase in my daughter. I’ll celebrate her sexuality and body, but I have a strong feeling modesty is important. I’m not interested in shaming or against sexuality, but dressing certain ways feels wrong to me. Yes, maybe it stirs up feelings in me and that is my problem. Still, how do you describe that? Provocative feels clinical. While I need to be careful with language, I reserve the right to be offensive, because maybe my thinking is offensive. Get it out there so I can reflect to see if I need to change. I wish to evolve. The anti-woke idea is that I don’t need to evolve, it’s even a virtue not to evolve. What do you call a provocatively dressed teen?
Morality is fashionable in America. The worst cancel culture is Florida banning math books, superficially, and more seriously in not being able to discuss race or gender.
That a white man had to drive 200 miles to murder 10 minorities shows you how dominant white culture is. To me the racial element in American history is American history. To pretend whites are too fragile to learn this history is the greatest disrespect.
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