Why do people find bad intentions where none are intended? Examples – Manus-hole covers are the covers you see over holes in the street which lead underground and give access for city workers. Over time, the term “Manus-hole” has been shortened to Man-hole, but as many are too young to remember the term in its original form, they see it as anti-female by calling it a man-hole cover. Really? How about looking up the term and its origins; no, it’s much easier to shout discrimination and insist by others also ignorant to hurry and change the name. This serves to placate those who scream the loudest, as it’s easier than to tell them they are wrong, pure and simple.
Another example is the opening dialogue of the original Star Trek series; the line “where no man has gone before” has again been misconstrued and some might say deliberately skewed to find offence and had to be changed to “where no-one has gone before.” Did it ever occur to anyone w/ even half a brain that what is meant is “man” as in “mankind” which includes both genders? No, that would make sense; better to again appease those who have the biggest mouths and change what was an innocent line to ensure everyone sees prejudice.
When Women’s Lib came into its own back in the ‘70’s, it was great for those women who had always wanted to work, to have a career, to have a voice and be treated as equals. But truly, if you have two pieces of string, both the same length but of different materials, would you say they are equal? Yes, both are strings, yes, both are however many inches in length, but as they are of different materials, they are not equal. That is not derogatory, it’s doesn’t mean one is better than the other or one is inferior to the other. It simply means they are different. I’m sorry all you people who feel all people are equal; men can do many things women can do, and vice versa. But equal? Would you really want us all to be the same? Are we meant to be robots? I am happy to be a female, and happy, yes, that if there’s a job a man is hired to do and I want to and am able to do the job the same as said man, I do want that opportunity.
The same is true that there are many jobs a woman is usually thought to be solely capable of doing but many men want to and are just as able to do. And that’s fine, but are we equal? Sorry, no. We will both do the job well, but if I apply for a job which says “must lift 150 pounds”, sorry, that lets me out. That’s not to say a female can’t do it; I’m sure there are some who can, but is it good for our bodies, which are designed differently than that of a man? I don’t think so; but some may wish to do it anyway, and that’s fine; if they can, hire them. I’m also sure many men cannot and would not be desirous of lifting heavy objects as a regular part of the job. That said, men are said to be the best chefs. Women are said to be the best seamstresses. Is that a bad thing? No! Do you really want to be exactly the same as a person of the opposite sex? Only you can answer that.
True, when it comes to doing the same job equally well, the pay must also be equal, unless one person has been there much longer. But tell me please; can a female who weighs 105 pounds and is 4’9” play linebacker for a football team? Can a man give birth? No? Then we are not equal, it’s as plain and simple as that.
Next; Someone wrote to the “Ethical Guy”, a columnist for the Toronto Star, complaining that it’s prejudice when someone says they turned a “blind eye” or a “deaf ear.” Really? So, if someone cannot see at all, the medical term is that they are blind, that’s showing prejudice? They are not visually impaired; that refers to one who has limited sight but still has some vision. For those who are completely without the ability to see, they are blind, and that is not a slur, it is a fact, and that is a term which simply describes their medical condition. Same as one who cannot hear at all is deaf, and not limited, thus they are not hearing impaired or challenged, they are simply deaf, so there is no prejudice, no bigotry, it is a medical term and when one pretends not to hear or see, these terms are used but not in a way which shows acrimony toward those who are afflicted with either medical condition. Again, finding bad intentions where none are present.
Here’s one which bothers many but people are so afraid of being labeled “racist” they go along with it. When I was growing up, people were referred to as “negroes.” This was not meant as mean, nasty, racist in any way. If one were to be one of those adjectives, they’d use the other “n” word, and that is wrong any way you slice it. Now, everyone says their families are straight from Africa like they’ve all been there or have close relatives who are living there. This in many, many instances is untrue. Maybe if one were to go back several generations, there would be some African ancestry, but for everyone to say they are African Canadian/American is just false. I also wonder, when Malcom X gave his life to have his brothers and sisters proudly called Black, why now we are told this is a racist term. It is not, it is one of pride, and he must be rolling over in his grave to see how many people have bastardized this term which he deemed as a respectful way to term people of colour. What I resent most is people who have never been to Africa, and have not had any relatives who stem from Africa in four or more generations call themselves African-….. Imagine if I did that and said I was Polish-Romanian-British-American-Canadian; and it would be more logical for me to say that as my great-grandparents were from the first three countries I mentioned, and my parents were born in the U.S. Those ties are a lot closer to these countries, yet I prefer to simply say proudly, I AM CANADIAN! Now if someone asks about my roots, then I can say well, my maternal grandmother was from Romania, my maternal grandfather was from England, and my paternal grandparents stemmed from Poland.
My parents and I were born in New York, and my mother and I chose to move to Canada in 1993. I am a Canadian citizen and feel absolutely no need nor have I the desire to introduce myself by giving a long laundry list of my history. As well, like many who have never been to Africa, I have never been to any of those countries from whence came my grandparents. Should people who were either born here or came here of their own volition be just as proud to be Canadians as am I? And I’m not suggesting they shouldn’t be proud of their heritage; they just don’t need to put their long-ago past before their present and in many cases, future homeland. It rather begs the question; if you’re not proud to say you’re Canadian first and foremost, why are you even here at all? Thus, I say I’m Canadian, and if one asks for more information, I tell them I have dual citizenship, and if they are still not satisfied, then I will go into more detail. We all stand when the national anthem is played, we all cheer when Canada wins at sporting events; so why not just say you’re Canadian, end of?
And last but certainly not least, we are now in the midst of a gender war. No, not men against women, but we are said to be bigots if we refer to each other as males and females, girls and boys, men and women. I am writing a children’s book series whereby the children learn we are all people and though we have many differences, if we understand those differences, it would surely go a long way toward acceptance of each other and of ourselves. Well, I wanted to get my books into the library, and was told the number one thing the head librarian found fault with was that I referred to these children in the book as boys and girls. Well, at that age, they are not sexual beings, and I doubt the MAJORITY of children are confused about their gender. It’s simple, especially at that age, the demographic for which I am gearing my books (7-11) that when you disrobe and look down, if it sticks out, you’re a boy, and if not, you’re a girl. And as far as I’m concerned, the MAJORITY of children are quite happy and have been for as far back as man’s (humans, okay?) origin. Now, because of a few big mouths who are not happy to have people identify themselves thus. Sure, there are a few who are not sure, but I don’t believe many 7 year olds are confused and if there are some, they are definitely the minority. So this woman, who has so much authority she has been able to keep my book, Keith’s Life Lessons, The We Generation, out of all Toronto libraries. Not to mention that owing to this minority, we are now spending millions of dollars to revamp washrooms so that those of both sexes (excuse me; I’m now told there are seven sexes???) who no longer identify with the gender to which they were born, can feel free to piddle in any washroom with which they identify. You know what? They are cubicles with doors which lock in all washrooms, so to my mind, go into the one which is in accordance with your birth certificate and close the door! I suggest applying the KISS method; Keep It Simple Stupid, with a lot of emphasis on the last S.
Quite simply, I never did agree with minority rules; sure, try to accommodate those who are not a part of the majority, but don’t insist, nay, demand that the majority capitulate in order to appease the few (by comparison) who are, dare I say, different.
Oh, one last example of how minority rules is idiotic; remember the stupid woman who put a cup of hot coffee between her legs and when she opened it got burned and sued? I am nonplussed that any judge would even give this frivolous law suit the time, of day, not to mention the cost and how it opens up to all sorts of other nonsensical lawsuits. If someone orders a hot beverage and is too stupid to realize that hot referred to the temperature, not the spice content, then she deserves to be scalded, and if she tries to blame the restaurant for her idiocy, she should be scolded as well as scalded.
So in conclusion, I guess I can wrap it up by saying people should use common sense in all matters. These are examples which prove common sense is the least common of all senses; sad, but true.