In case you missed it, this past Wednesday was International Pronouns Day. Yes, from the ideology that brought you Kwanzaa, we just had a holiday to celebrate our pronouns. Of course, the US Postal Service didn’t take it off, so I’m not sure we can officially consider it a holiday.
And what exactly are our pronouns? That depends. The Left has created the idea that the masculine and feminine pronouns are just too darn restrictive. After all, if there are 3,568,108,125,156,038 genders (as of this minute, but by the end of this sentence that number may have gone higher than Michael Moore’s blood pressure), there needs to be more pronouns. Now, thanks to those bastions of higher-level thought the ACLU, Dictionary.com, and the Human Rights Campaign, we have a day to try to figure out what in the hell Leftists want to be called.
In celebration of International Pronouns Day, let’s make fun of preferred pronouns and have cake! And I’m all out of cake.
What the Left thinks it means – a way for people to be called what they prefer to be called in the name of diversity and inclusion
What it really means – Leftists mucking up the language with garbage
Leftists will do almost anything to appear diverse, including creating a list of pronouns that look like an alphabet soup factory exploded. And they’re even willing to punish you for not using them! Earlier this year, the University of Minnesota considered making it an offense worthy of expulsion or firing if someone didn’t use a person’s preferred pronouns after he or she made said pronouns known. Think about that for a moment. Not calling someone by preferred pronouns could get you thrown off campus in one fashion or another.
And what’s the likelihood that student or faculty member would wind up on an informal blacklist preventing him or her from future endeavors? I’d say about as likely as Snoop Dogg getting high on a day ending in, well, day.
This reminds me a lot of the political correctness movement of the early 1990s because it too focused on language and control. If you didn’t use the right hyphenated and overwrought term on any given week, you were ostracized and shamed, even if you were more PC than IBM the week before. Now, we’re dealing with people who apply the same draconian logic to pronouns.
At least the Left is committed to recycling, even if it’s bad ideas.
There are a number of problems with the whole preferred pronouns idea. First and foremost, it defies biology. A vast majority of people fall into one of two genders, male or female. No matter how you self-identify, chances are you’re one or the other. In those rare occasions when there is a question as to what gender a person is, then we should extend our courtesy and ask how he or she would like to be referred. (Personally, I prefer using his or her name as a means to circumvent the entire issue, but I’m just a weirdo.)
If you’re a rainbow-hued college coed who thinks she is a lesbian dragonkin who self-identifies as Rob Lowe…not so much.
This brings me to my second problem with preferred pronouns: it’s based on solely one person’s feelings. If a man or woman wants me to use the preferred pronoun zer (which is real, by the way), I think of two things. First, I want to add “and the Kodan Armada” after saying zyr because I happen to love “The Last Starfighter.” And second, what about my wants? What if I don’t want to call you zyr or zee or any other pronouns you could get by overturning a box of Scrabble tiles? To comply with the wishes of those who use preferred pronouns, the submission of other people’s wills becomes a necessity.
Ah, there’s the core of the issue for me: forced or coerced compliance. When the Left cannot persuade society to change by coming up with an actual argument, they resort to force, whether it be physical (I’m looking at you Antifa), metaphorical, peer pressure, or emotional manipulation. It’s these last two that are particularly nasty because of our psychological needs to be part of a group and to be seen as good people. By preying on these needs, the Left has created a no-win game. Either you accept the preferred pronouns, or you get called a racist/bigot/homophobe/misogynist/Trump Support/conservative hatemonger/the “other” name popular this week for people who disagree with a Leftist.
The best way to avoid the no-win game…is not to play. Treat everyone with the respect you would like to receive, and if it doesn’t come back to you, so be it. Look at it this way. There are people convinced they are something they aren’t. Succumbing to their demands makes you an enabler of their delusions and makes it harder for them to find their way back to reality. As with drug abusers, eventually there is a “coming to Jesus” moment when the preferred pronoun crowd needs to decide between the life they’re living and a life without the perceived safety of their current lives. Most may continue their zyring ways because Leftist ideology is a powerful drug, but some may turn away and find the world loves them more than they realize.
That is the central questions the preferred pronoun crowd needs to answer for themselves: do I want to be known by my pronouns or by me? The former may give you a temporary boost, but it will ultimately leave you feeling empty. The latter is the harder road, but it is the more fulfilling journey because you get to find out what you’re made of. Show me a pronoun that can change the world like a strong human being can. You can’t because pronouns are just words made up of letters that mean nothing in the grand scheme of the cosmos. It’s people who give words power, not the other way around.