Friday, April 17, 2015

Being Politically Correct does NOT mean that you are right!

The abbreviation of Politically Correct speech is PC.  All my life I have known what a PC is.  It is a “Piss-cat”, a term used by the older generation to describe someone who spends his life drinking or who drinks like a fish.   My parents taught me that.
I consider myself fairly fluent in the English language, including the extremely good knowledge of how to use expletives.  I have thus had to do a little research to determine exactly what PC speech actually means.  
This is what it says in the dictionary:
Politically correct. Also, PC or p.c: Showing an effort to make broad social and political changes to redress injustices caused by prejudice. It often involves changing or avoiding language that might offend anyone, especially with respect to gender, race, or ethnic background.

Wikipedia explains PC as Political correctness or political correctitude [1] (adjectivally, politically correct; both forms commonly abbreviated to PC) is an attitude or policy of being careful not to offend or upset any group of people in society who are believed to have a disadvantage.

Another strange phenomenon I came across is the number of books on the subject.  There are dozens and dozens of politically incorrect guides and dictionaries for almost every situation from politics to science on sale in book stores and on the on-line book sites.  Dozens of books are on sale to teach you how not to say something.

My introduction to the excessive use of PC was when I was in hospital in the UK and a dozen times a day, the nursing staff or doctors would come and take blood or put up drips.  In every case, without fail, they would say before the event, “This is going to be just a small scratch”.   When I questioned them on this, stating that what they were doing was not scratching but pricking me, they all told me that they have been taught in university or college (whichever) that the word “prick” is politically incorrect.  A scratch is something you do when you itch.  I was not itchy in the places they were pricking (poking is different to pricking) me with their needles.  It became a joke after a few weeks in hospital because they would come into the isolation ward and with a huge smile would say “A couple of scratches coming your way”, to which I would respond, “Why do you have Spotty Dick as a pudding on the hospital menu?”

The UK is very PC – often they are talking and you have no idea what they are saying because they are trying not to use certain words that they think may make people feel offended.  What you find yourself doing is walking on egg shells, afraid to say anything for fear of that dead pan face staring back at you or you being told with a stiff upper lip that what you have just said is politically incorrect.  At the same time, when you are asked where you were born they get so shocked that they forget all about being PC.   “I was born in South Africa” get the response, “They don’t have whites in Africa.  Africa is for Africans”.    Invariably, (let us give credit to the English since they did not do this as often as did foreign nationals) I would respond with giving them back what they were giving me.  “Well, if Africa is for Africans, then India is for Indians (Europe for Europeans, Asia for Asians and so on)  so why are you here?”

Some random thoughts:
Did you know that we no longer have black boards in the world?  They are now called chalk boards.  Who decided that?  Because a white board is still a white board!  Given some of the explanations for political correctness; it would be the whites who are afraid of offending the blacks and, that is the reason for the name change from black board to chalk board.  The black people are sure not concerned with offending white people because a white board’s name has not changed.  No one gets upset by the noun “white board”.   Imagine the controversy if we wrote with a black pen on a white board…or white chalk on a black board.

Load shedding is another politically correct term.  It does not really tell you what load is being shed for what purpose.  However, everyone would know exactly what you are talking about if you said we were experiencing numerous black-outs in our country.  Apart from anything else, to load is to add to something and to shed is to take away from something.  If this is so, then we are all talking faeces and we are being led by the nose by an original burst anus. 

In the UK, calling a person black is wrong.  They should now be called browns.  My granddaughter told me that her teacher said that there were only two kinds of people in the world…brown ones and white ones.   How long will it take for our country to follow suit and we will become brown South Africans and white South African’s and there won’t be a single black South African.

When did the word Bantu become politically incorrect?   We ARE the Abantu … every last darned one of us.   We have always been the Abantu, and we will always be the Abantu.  For those not familiar with isi-Xhosa, Abantu meas “the people”.   The Abantu will be the liberators of the Abantu.

Here is another random thought, but on the word terrorist.  How are we going to describe a terrorist?  Should we start calling them biologically regenerated terror providers?  That would be factually even more correct than saying that a terrorist is a freedom fighter.   Would you know what a lunar initiated trans-figured humanoid with deficient grammatical skills that is physically challenged in various areas of life but is willing to take responsibility for unpopular and politically incorrect causes? 

I am not certain if this is true or not, but it is alleged that H S Truman said that “Political Correctness is a doctrine, recently fostered by a delusional, illogical minority and promoted by a sick mainstream media,  which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a piece of shit by the clean end!”


I now know that my original view of what a PC is, is ultimately correct.  My parents taught me well. PC people behave as though they have look far too deep into a bottle and are smoking their socks. And by the way, that lunar initiated schizophrenic described above is me.  

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