What's Wrong with "political correctness"?(from The New Statesman)
http://www.newstatesman.com/politics/2015/05/we-have-distinguish-between-outrage-and-justified-rage-marginalisedby Laurie Penny.
The year is 1994 and the place is a small suburban kitchen in Sussex. Im nine years old and Im sitting at the table, slopping Frosties into my mouth and reading Politically Correct Bedtime Stories. Some friends of my parents bought it for me as a joke. The joke is that Im an angry, sensitive child whose favourite phrase is Thats not fair! and I should lighten up and play with Barbies like a normal kid. I fail to get the joke. Politically Correct Bedtime Stories is my favourite book. You can tell from the milk stains.
In these stories, no princess has to wait to be saved. Cinderella organises against low-paid labour. Snow White is an activist for the rights of people of restricted growth. And the wolves are gentle, misunderstood carnivores who sometimes get to win. As Im nine, Ive never heard of political correctness before but it sounds good to me.
Fast-forward 20 years. In a freezing-cold flat in Berlin, Im standing under the shower with the water turned up as high and hot as it will go. Im trying to boil away the shame of having said something stupid on the internet. The shower is the one place its still impossible to check Twitter. This is a mercy. For as long as the hot water lasts I wont be able to read the new accusations of bigotry, racism and unchecked privilege. I didnt mean it. I dont understand what I did wrong but Im trying to understand. I want to be a good person. It turns out that however hard you try to be politically correct, you can still mess up. I am so, so sorry.
What has come to be called political correctness used to be known as good manners and was considered part of being a decent human being. The term is now employed to write off any speech that is uncomfortably socially conscious, culturally sensitive or just plain left-wing. The term is employed, too often, to shut down free speech in the name of protecting speech.
Ken Burch
(50,254 posts)On a very profound level, people who occupy positions of social power and I include myself in that demographic are worried not just that the unheard masses are coming for them but that they might be right to do so.
Most of us like to think we are good people. I do, although once, in a moment of extreme stress, I did tell a Telegraph journalist to go and die in a fire. When you are faced with a barrage of strangers whose opinions you actually care about yelling at you that youre hateful and hurtful, that youre an idiot and a bigot, when all youve done is make a mistake well, the easy option, the option that feels safest and most comfortable, is to wall yourself off, decry your critics as prigs and bullies and make a great many ominous references to George Orwells Nineteen Eighty-Four. Which is silly, because internet feminists are really not a lot like totalitarian dictators; but if we are I want to know when Im getting the drone army and the snazzy Hugo Boss outfit.
Its easy to criticise call-out culture, especially if the people calling you out are mean and less than merciful. Its far harder to look into your own heart and ask if you can and should do better. Like almost every other human being, I dont like it when people shout at me, unless Im at a punk show and have paid good money to have people shout at me. Im quite a sensitive bunny. I am mortified by the thought of hurting other people, even by accident. Ive spent very dark days, following social media pile-ons, convinced that I was a horrible person who didnt deserve to draw breath. I am not afraid of the sexist trolls who send me boring porn gifs on Twitter. I am afraid frequently legitimately afraid of letting people down. Of letting my community down. Of making a mistake I cant move on from. I think everyone with a social conscience and a Facebook profile worries about this.
I know this because Ive experienced both. Ive been called out for saying thoughtless things online, and I have also been the target of vicious hate campaigns from people who wanted me dead just for who and what I am. Much of the pushback I experience comes from sexists and bigots who simply hate the idea that any young woman, anywhere, has a writing career. Their violence can be very frightening, especially when they send bomb threats to my house. It does not, however, throw me into existential panic. The last time I got a graphic rape threat, I felt awful but the last time I got a furious tweet from a trans woman telling me off for accidentally using appropriative language, I felt worse. I felt shame. Especially because she had a point.
It is terribly difficult to stay in the room physically, emotionally, politically with the untempered anger of other people whose opinions you care about. It is harder still to cope with the possibility that the world is changing and you may need to change, too. That good intentions are not enough to stop you hurting others through ignorance or obliviousness. In that poky, unventilated bathroom in Berlin, I laid my head against the tiles and breathed in lungfuls of steam and decided to try to move beyond my own panic and understand that although this wasnt, ultimately, about me, it was still my responsibility to try not to be a tosspot if I could help it. This is as good a baseline for human decency as any, even when the public parameters of what does and does not constitute tosspottery are shifting faster than a potter can toss.
Moving through guilt to catharsis is a tall order for a Tuesday night. Its uncomfortable to realise that youve messed up in a way that requires apology. But I think moving through that discomfort, in this weird and unsettled age, is part of being an adult. Whoever we are, we have to learn to deal with the discomfort that comes with making mistakes, if we dont want this moment of social change to produce more fragmentation, more misunderstanding, more dismissal of the concerns of the most marginalised and vulnerable people in society people for whom discomfort is way down the list of daily concerns, somewhere behind homelessness and being shot in the back by police for a parking violation.
There is so much to be angry about and precious little relief for that anger within what passes for democracy in most western nations. For those of us who do not happen to own a senator or two, social media is one of the few spaces where we can sometimes, sometimes, see justice being done. The racist comedian forced to apologise for his jokes at the expense of Asian people. The margarine company pressured into withdrawing its homophobic ads. The newspaper that begins, at long last, to treat transsexual people more like human beings.
The world is waking up to new parameters of social decency and it is cranky and confused. The changes are coming too fast for anyone to cope with them without making a few mistakes, and when we do, we have to move beyond our shame and discomfort and try to act with compassion for ourselves and others. I find putting the internet down and taking a hot shower is good for this. Your mileage, as they say on Twitter, may vary.
Because the truth the real, unspeakable, awful truth is that we are all vulnerable, and afraid, and more ignorant than wed like to be. We are all fumbling to find a place for ourselves in this weird, anxious period of human history, stumbling between the savagery of late capitalism and the rage of the dispossessed. I still believe in new stories, with new heroes, where the wolves sometimes get to win. I still believe that decency, tolerance and free speech are worth fighting for. You might call that political correctness. I call it compassion and I think its how we build a better world.
Igel
(35,393 posts)At some point, the n-word became rude.
"Politically correct" is to say there's a policy established by a group or individual that must be enforced. What was acceptable yesterday is now, according to policy, wrong, without discussion or buy-in by a wide range of people. Continuing with the same example, the n-word for a while was politically incorrect. Even among populations in which it was considered to be okay to use, if only in private conversation, the declaration "that is unacceptable" was imposed--whether by government, the media, or others that came in to shape politics and culture.
It goes beyond simple use of individual words to the expression of opinions, thoughts, and even opposing policies. People aren't considered just "rude" in they express them: They are dangerous and might invite some sort of additional consequence.
The origin is different from good manners. You can have both political correctness and propriety operating, but they have different origins and foci. "Politically correct" started off as a completely serious term: "This is not according to right policy" (or "right politics" or "proper according to policy" (or politics). Russian wasn't good at the time at distinguishing between politics and policy, and originally it was "Eto ne politicheski pravil'no" where all kinds of things could be "politicheski pravil'nyi" or "politically correct". Politruks used the phrase a lot: Policy was top down, set from above or by a committee, and what was right was decided by political concerns and policy concerns.
From Russian it got into the American Communist Party lingo, which obediently followed the KPSS party line and calqued as needed. In both cultures, it quickly became ironic: It was a jab in the eyes of policy-makers and officialdom, who often said, "We like democracy and want to consult broadly with the people" but, nonetheless, imposed a changing and sometimes capricious set of policies and politics on their flocks. It often sights "rudeness" not in intent, but in some interpretation by others.
Take the entire mess of what to call Americans of sub-Saharan African descent. I grew up in the '60s with one term that was acceptable, and fairly newly in vogue in the media. Then in the early '70s I was told to use another. A couple of years later I was told that was offensive and if I didn't use a third term it was racist. So I used that term, only to be told that it was racist and given a new term to use--one that had just, a month before, been described as racist and passe. It wasn't thinking; it didn't matter what intent was behind any specific term. The use of the terms was dictated by somebody; I was judged not by intent, not my motive, not even by intonation and sentence content, but by whether I was kowtowing to what somebody (or somebodies) somewhere said I had to use to avoid being judged and condemned. The politics kept changing; right or wrong depended entirely upon the politics. It had nothing to do with "rudeness" as far as I was concerned, broadly accepted social norms for governing interpersonal behavior. As a member of the demos, I had no say over what political culture was to be because some political or cultural party bosses elsewhere stipulated right behavior. I was merely informed and, a good drone, expected to comply without dissent. It's easy to see the similarity between that and the way the KPSS would switch politics and policies and expect conformity. The KPSS was the people; the Central Committee was the people; the chairman was the people.
I use the phrase when my speech and values are set from the top down, whether it's at work where there is a small group that sets policy and social norms or outside of work where all too often some self-appointed social and political prelates stipulate what is acceptable and call it "democracy". If I agree, then my usage of a term or phrase or idea isn't "politically correct", even though it might be. If I disagree, then it is and, as before, it's a jab in the eye to those who say, "I'm a democrat" and really just want to impose their views, without discussion or acceptance, or others.
In the '60s I was told you can't legislate morality. Peer pressure to shame pregnant girls and do some other things was wrong. That was fine when the counterculture was fighting for acceptance and a voice. As soon as it had enough votes in Congress, it was busily legislating morality, and delights in exerting top-down peer pressure. Apparently legislating morality and peer pressure were actually good, and people misspoke: It's good when it's for what I think, but bad when I disapprove.
cprise
(8,445 posts)Courtesy of a collectivist enterprise: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Political_correctness
The quote of Herbert Kohl is instructive:
This doesn't really jibe with how the term is used by average Americans, who use it to try to eschew moral substance or paint it as arbitrary.
Your description hinges on this:
I am no doubt younger than you, and absent any presence of radical politics, the way I experienced political correctness was as a code of mutual respect associated with social justice. It was just morality that the good ol' boys didn't want to let into their hearts; they didn't want the targets of exclusion to have any say in how those targets were being addressed or treated. To me, the controversy over what to call black people was a stage we went through that was a product of the civil rights movement; Its in the past.
Reactionaries who use the term "politically correct" usually do so as a blanket accusation that they do not want examined or discussed. They prefer to imply that arbitrary or misguided morality is at work, but without using language like "arbitrary morality" that invites examination of the issue and simultaneously casts conservative values in a questionable light. Its use is a form a defensive bigotry that hides behind a complicated-sounding term.
OTOH, DU is full of examples of people using the term PC as an accusation of attitudes that take things too far. I understand this, although I sometimes wish people would qualify their use of the term as 'overwrought' or 'unfounded' PC; then the door is left open for discussion about why something isn't appropriate.