This post started as a rant that started when a Facebook group that I’m in for a male perspective of a health problem blew up. I think I was part of the problem for saying that there’s sex and there’s gender and certain things are specific to people who were born male, regardless of how they identify. I stand by that statement and assert there’s not a bit of bigotry in it.
It pissed me off.
Then I read about how Jay Leno is apologizing for jokes about Asians, including a joke from 2020 indicating that Koreans eat dog meat. He’s going to host a reboot of the game show You Bet Your Life (apologies to gambling addicts, the dead, and the undead, but I didn’t name it when Groucho Marx started hosting in in 1947).
Then I read how legislators in Rhode Island, Montana, and Iowa are arguing over dress codes during session, because dress codes are “colonization language.” Wearing a jacket and tie is now apparently a vestige of racism and colonialism. (If I’d have told Sister Mary Kay that in Bishop Scully High School, I’d still be staying after school even though it closed in 1990.)
Earlier in the week, I wrote about protests against Chuck Lorre’s new show The United States of Al, in part because it romanticizes occupation forces. That would mean not only does that show have to go away, but everything from Hogan’s Heroes to M*A*S*H to Magnum, PI (the outstanding original) to Magnum PI (the gaudy unnecessary reboot) would have to go away.
I really want to rant about it. And maybe I just did. Maybe that’s just me leaning hard on my white, male, heterosexual, Christian, work-from-home privilege. (Yes, I was instructed work-from-home privilege is a thing, too). Maybe I’m just an asshole wanting to be an asshole without being called on it. Maybe I’m a racist son of a–, well, you know, but that work is misogynist, so…
Maybe I need a heepin’ helpin’ of
cancel consequence culture for not treating every sin like a moral one.
So I thought about it some more and decided that maybe I need to listen a little more, but maybe it’s possible to say “No I don’t think so” to some of this stuff without being a horrible privileged asshole who needs to be canceled (by the way it’s hard to say that cancel culture doesn’t exist when that’s the verb people use when they gather to pronounce someone unemployable on Twitter).
I went to Catholic school and wore a tie for three years. I worked in the New York State Legislature for a couple years and wore a tie every damn day to session. It’s part of the gig. If you don’t want to follow the rules of the gig, don’t take it. It’s not like you can’t wear a jacket and tie and honor your heritage.
For the record, targeting anyone for violence because of their race, color, creed, sex, gender, religious affiliation (or lack thereof), disability status, or anything I missed isn’t what you do in a free society or as a Christian. And all of those people should have equal opportunity for the life you and I enjoy without thinking about it.
That doesn’t mean that every slight is a federal case or that you don’t sometimes say “Dude, if you don’t like the TV show, don’t watch it.” And maybe the uneven, “oooh, look a new shiny thing” justice of the massive Twitter jury shouldn’t be the final arbiter.
With each of the gripes in this post, I seriously considered that I might be wrong and that people really are oppressed by it. Maybe the answer is, as Commissioner Goodell once said, that if one person is offended you have to have the conversation. And maybe I’m just an asshole justifying my assholocity. (New word, I own intellectual property rights.)
Or maybe there’s a balance.
Or maybe I’m wrong.
I don’t know.