I’m more and more over social media and the current cultural state of humanity right now.
I’m sick to death over the overblown need to label everything as “hate speech” and to ban words and phrases because they are offensive to baby ears Americans.
Being offended is 100% a choice. You always have a choice in how you feel and how you react to stimuli of any kind.
Words that people have been using for decades are suddenly “offensive” and “hate speech.” Retard. Faggot. The list goes on. What we conveniently ignore is context. If you ever use these words you immediately are labeled as homophobic or mentally-disabled-phobic, or some equally ridiculous shit.
Do people use these words in a hateful manner? Yes. But more often than not it’s in jest among friends or just for the sake of insulting someone. It usually has nothing to do with the person in front of you’s lifestyle, characteristics, genetic makeup, or gender.
There is so much unnecessary outrage just for show. You’re not outraged or upset. You’re bored and want to be perceived as a good person for being upset over whatever the en Vogue, taboo word of the day is.
This crusade to ban language because people are offended by how hateful it is has to fucking stop. You can’t ban words. People will find another word to replace the banned word to put into the same context that you despise.
Words don’t hurt anyone. Context does. It’s not what you say it’s what you mean by it. Think about all of the words we have used to describe groups of people that have absolutely nothing to do with what the PC term is and people know what you mean. Why? Context.
The worst part of all of this, is that people are twisting the First Amendment, claiming that just because we have freedom of speech it doesn’t mean we can say whatever we want.
Ummm, that’s exacty what it means. The First Amendment was established to protect our right to express disstenting views against the government. They cannot punish us for speaking out against them. Other than that, you can say whatever you want to whomever you want. There may be consequences, like getting punched in the mouth, but other than that, you cannot tell me that I cannot use a word because it offsends you. You get into really dangerous territory when you try to ban speech of any kind.
Let’s face facts: keyboard warriors against words and the plethora of killjoys roaming the internet are offended because they are insecure and bored. They’re so dissatisfied with their own lives that they feel the need to use social media to get as much attention as possible. Everyone is a bleeding heart for something because it makes them feel important. This is actually hilarious because I see a whole lot of people scolding their peers for saying a specific word or phrase or having an opposing opinion and then following it up with some heinous wish of death or revocation of their rights.
“IF YOU DISAGREE WITH ME, YOU ARE A SHITTY HUMAN AND I HOPE YOU FUCKING DIE!”
“ALL SEXISTS SHOULD BE STABBED IN THE EYES WITH THEIR OWN DICKS!” You know people really do act like this too. Not helping your cause when you act like this. Just sayin.
All this uproar is just a fucking rouse. It’s a distraction from feelings of inadequacy over their own lives. They take to the internet to get as much attention as possible. All you are is a self-righteous, self-important, and pathetic human.
Social media has made the world a lot smaller and given everyone a tool to be as verbose as they want. Rather than using this gift to have a constructive dialogue, we use it as a dick measuring contest over who can bold-faced-capital-letters shout over everyone else. We don’t listen to and process opinions. We stick to talking points and plan our next response.
I never ever see anyone making a rational and logical argument where they have considered all sides or even attempt to see that the person they are battling might have a made at least one reasonable point.
I affentionately call my boyfriend a retard probably more than any term of endearment. He does the same thing to me. Why do we giggle and let each other get away with this? Because of mutual understanding. We get each other and sometimes we frankly act like idiots and retards. It has nothing to do with being mentally disabled. Who really calls someone with an impairment a retard? No one who has a conscience or at least a bit of common sense. I have an uncle with a learning disability. Do you really think I’d ever call him something like that? No. But can I call someone retarded for being a little slow in the moment and it have zero to do with being disrespectful to a mentally challenged person? Yup. Plus, why don’t you juts look in the dictionary at what the words actually mean. Sometimes you’re using them in a completely contextually sound manner.
I can say any word and mean it literally. All you have to do is change the way you use a word to give it new meaning. Christ, how many meanings do we have for the words “fuck” or “dude?” Almost infinite. They mean whatever you want them to mean by how you say them.
Words don’t hurt. Words don’t stab you. Words don’t fill your heart with hate. Words don’t make you afraid of someone.
I have every right to speak in the manner I wish, and you have every right to ignore me and take your business elsewhere. It is possible to ignore someone.
When I was growing up, my parents taught me to ignore people who may have teased me because I know myself and I know what they are saying isn’t true. (Or ya know…sling back some insults if you’d like, but ignoring is the higher road to take.)
Whatever happened to ignoring? To changing the station? To unfollowing? To unfriending?
You control who you interact with. If you don’t like someone, you don’t have to deal with them. It is very easy to avoid people who don’t think or act like you when you must deliberately click to follow and search on the internet.
If you don’t like me, you never have to visit this blog again or talk to me in real life.
I have unfollowed or muted many people recently because I cannot take their overly sensitive shit. I cannot take everyone being such a joyless fuck all the time. Everyone has an incessent need to be the dissenting voice just for the sake of disagreeing. I posted a photo of a hockey player with his newborn baby nesting happily inside of the Stanley Cup and someone just had to say some shit about how “cliche” it is. Fuck off. Why can’t you just accept that someone had a happy moment and that there is a perfectly adorable baby in the picture that is small enough to fit inside a trophy? Because you’re so original in everything you do all the time?
The constant need to be the one that stands out and disagrees with everyone for the sake of disagreeing and being a miserable, cunty, son of a bitch who just wants to tell everyone around them how to live their life is unbearable. There is so much in the world to enjoy and embrace and we’re missing it because finding beauty and happiness isn’t a priority. The only priority is sitting on the internet bitching and complaining because it’s all we’re good at- bitching and complaining.
I’m not changing the way I talk or act and neither should any of you. Words don’t hurt. Context and the choice to let something bother you does. Most things that people say in the heat of the moment or in anger is just that: just something you said because you were angry. It’s not because you’re a racist, homophobe, sexist, or whatever else. It’s an innocuous comment you spewed out in the moment just to make it sting.
I am not condoning people acting hateful. That’s just shitty. But I do support everyone’s right to be as shitty a person as they wish. If you want to walk through life with hate in your heart, have at it. It’s your right to live a miserable existance and it is my right to choose to not be party to it. It’s not my place to tell you how to live. If you are that type of person, you probably only interact with people as equally shitty as you anyway. Enjoy no reasonable people liking you.
Pay attention to context and stop being so damned trigger happy over every little thing someone says and does and we’ll all get through this insanity relatively unscathed.
End rant.
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