Her Unspeakable Woes (2)
Struggling with unfamiliar pronunciation is a “racist practice,” apparently.
Please update your files and lifestyles accordingly.
Listening to the broadcast, the dogmatic vanities are hard to miss, and the ladies appear oblivious to how they might seem. At least beyond the circle of the severely educated.
It’s also interesting how the grievances of the recreationally indignant – these self-regarding young women who wear victimhood like jewellery and complain about the emotional travails of ordering coffee – so often read as an assertion of class status. As if a modestly-paid coffee-shop worker, with whom they interact for a few seconds, and whose own name they don’t share, or presumably recall, should somehow automatically divine the unobvious pronunciation of an unfamiliar name, and then remember it, forever, despite interacting with hundreds of people every day, and having a life and priorities of their own.
We’ve been here before, of course.
Update, via the comments:
While invoking Alex Haley’s slavery novel Roots as a guide to their own suffering, the ladies insist that, if you aren’t instantly sure how to pronounce Ms Ali’s Somalian first name, or Ms Roy’s Indian first name, then you’re a “vehicle of racism” and are “damaging” their “self-worth and sense of confidence,” and should, one assumes, prostrate yourself at the nearest Temple of Woke Sorrows. Given this kabuki of the implausibly downtrodden, it occurs to me that the charming lady who runs the local Chinese takeaway, and for whom English is at best a second language, has struggled to pronounce my surname for close to two decades. Presumably, I should storm in there one evening and publicly berate her for oppressing me and invalidating my personhood. Delicate flower that I am.
In the comments, Daniel Ream notes,
Teenagers gonna teenage, but for some reason we’ve decided to grant ignorant adolescents whose brains haven’t fully formed yet bizarrely elevated status and moral authority.
Readers may wish to ponder why it is that modern leftism dovetails so neatly with the psychological shortcomings of adolescents.
Darleen… I do hope that you’re considering some sort of action against Steve E for his post…
My apologies to Darleen. I learned touch typing in grade 9 and have used it all my life (I can still hit about 50 words-per-minute) and my right hand sometimes goes a little faster than my left. Thus, explaining how I split the “e’s” with the “n.”
PaulF, the Correction Booth’s not so bad. The magazines are up-to-date to the mid-90s and it’s also where David hides the Wild Camel Fat.
I’m going to take this puppy to the second page with this comment.
Readers may wish to ponder why it is that modern leftism dovetails so neatly with the psychological shortcomings of adolescents.
If you consider Marxism to be the origin of most modern leftist thought it’s quite easy to see why this is so. Marxism is a juvenile philosophy. It looks at the world the way a disgruntled teenager would look at it. The constant state of being “hard done by,” always the victim of actions that “aren’t my fault.” It can’t describe what it wants but it threatens a constant state of “tantrum” to correct perceived imbalances.
Derrida, Foucault et al borrowed the most childish aspects of Marx as the basis for their adolescent post modern beliefs. They talk about everything but how to get along in the world as a grown-up. Their the horrid 16-year-olds at family gatherings telling you how your generation screwed up the world and why we’re wrong about everything. They can’t keep their rooms clean, or pay their own phone bills, or feed themselves, but they speak with righteousness about equality–even though they clearly believe they are better than everyone else. Easy to believe when you’re not even responsible for yourself.
This is why lefties become apoplectic when they hear anything Jordan Petersen says. When they see themselves they’re frightened.
is it possible to make a makeover show that didn’t uphold systems of oppression/beauty standards?
No one would watch. (Of course, one might ask why a woke socialist is patronizing the commercial culture of materialistic capitalism? It’s almost funny how the prog-left’s idea of improvement is to ruin everything as it exists.)
On the other hand, her “makeover show” would make ugly into a fashion statement, then that would be the new new system of oppression/beauty standard–which would have to be overthrown. Then revolutionary is right back where she started.
My apologies to Darleen.
No worries, my feelings are not too outraged. Indeed, nothing that couldn’t be assuaged by a pound of See’s. Soft centers, thank you.