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A spade is still a spade
There is a dogma in American society. It has
been growing for some time. It is the verbal assault on free speech Ö political
correctness.
For years we have had to censor and limit
what we say because we might hurt someoneís feelings.
Gone are the days of calling a person
short, fat, skinny or bald. And using terms with any reference to gender
has become down right dangerous.
Instead we are supposed to be politically
correct. We are supposed to respect the rights and feelings of all.
All this hyper-sensitivity that helped
spread the political correctness disease has gotten out of control. Whatever
happened to the days of calling a spade a spade, a dog a dog and an ogre
an ogre?
And the worst part is that the people
most offended by political incorrectness are not the people one might expect.
Usually the person who maybe the target of political incorrectness is not
as outraged and offended as those close to person with the "ailment."
There is an old saying that dates back
before many of our childhood. The saying goes: Sticks and stones may break
my bones, but names will never hurt me.
While there are some words that may be
hurtful, the injury is more psychological than physical. Often times a
case of "tougher feelings" would probably ease the pain as quick as a bottle
of painkillers.
Another schoolyard limerick also comes
to mind: I'm rubber and you're glue. Whatever you say bounces off me and
sticks to you.
These may seem like ridiculous, childish
taunts. That is the point. These silly sayings are just as ridiculous as
the need for political correctness. |
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