STOP in the name of sensitivity

(Continued from previous post)

I’ll be the first to say that I can’t stand anything that smacks of political correctness. It feels like censorship and I’m 100% against it.

(Side Note: When I moved to Texas, I realized how brainwashed I’d become when I lived in D.C. There, I found myself tangled up multiple times when trying to describe someone whose skin color was pertinent to a story. In Texas, I was promptly notified that black people there are called “black,” and white people are called “white.” Bear in mind, this was told to me by a black man I worked with. He too had no time for the PC dragnet).

In my last post, I mentioned how frustrated I’ve become over the media’s brazen use of insensitive wit. But the other side of that story is what I will call the public’s stranglehold on media through this certain language that no one can seem to get right, unless you’re part of the crew that buys into it.

For example: during the 1980s and 1990s when I was growing up, it was thought that black people wanted to be called “African American.” Now, it’s apparently better to call them “black.” But not in all places…

Indians (American) were Native Americans, then American Indians. Everyone has a thought, and most don’t agree.

Sometimes, all this jumble makes me want to stop writing. But what makes me the most fed up is my own freshly minted “sensitivity” to what liberals coin “cultural sensitivity,” but is really censorship.

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